They go for you with their love and fear They go being and never disappear If you rub yourself along now You'll get down to their kind of emotion
I'm smothered in, memories of you are too What is given back, we can't unglue All this sticks to me, some days sweet like honey Some days tart like Marmite
I tell you this old heart is covered in glue I can never run back or forget you I tell you this old heart is covered in glue I could never run back or forget you