Cracks

Can't write an opening line to save my life

And the way that it's going, the cracks, they start showing

And I sit, impossibly unfit

And lacking all the qualities you need out of me

You want a better life, you'll find nothing from me

You'll get a better guy, ticks all the boxes you need

And I'll get sad, you might feel bad

But in the end, it never mattered, did it, anyway?

Pushing back on the tides always feels good at the time

Till you're all on your own with no charge on your phone

And you forgot the fucking apartment address

Looks like you're sleeping rough in Brissy tonight, I guess

But it's okay, I'll wait outside

Hoping that you walk by on accident

I'll hug you, then we'll go straight to bed for an hour

Then get the fuck out of here

You want a better life, you'll find nothing from me

You'll get a better guy, ticks all the boxes you need

And I'll get sad, you might feel bad

But in the end, it never mattered, did it, anyway?

Hey, I know I'm miles away

And I don't call enough when I'm gone

If I walk home, I'll tear my feet up

And somehow we were better off sleeping alone

Hey

Know I'm a couple thousand miles away

(I know I'm miles away)

But I'll be back home in a couple of days

(And I don't call enough when I'm gone)

Shoulder on my head, get a full night's rest

(If I walk home, I'll tear my feet up)

Then we can work out (And somehow)

We were better off sleeping alone

Can't write an opening line to save my life

And the way that it's going, the cracks, they start showing

And I sit, impossibly unfit

And lacking all the qualities you need out of me

You want a better life, you'll find nothing from me

You'll get a better guy, ticks all the boxes you need

And I'll get sad, you might feel bad

But in the end, it never mattered, did it, anyway?