Favourite Clothes

She took all my favourite clothes

She took all my favourite clothes, yeah

She wore all my fancy shit

Then she ran away with it, yeah

6:45 and the suns going under

And I'm still getting used to living alone

Feels like a million years since November

She hung me to dry, she took more than my love

She took all my favourite clothes

She took all my favourite clothes, yeah

She wore all my fancy shit

Then she ran away with it, yeah

She took me for all I had

I don't think she's coming back

She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

She left me with nothing (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Yeah

Roaming around like a satellite

Does someone have something to do tonight?

Someone get me out of my head tonight

Don't wanna die

But if I had another life

Then I'd do it all again 'cause I, 'cause I

I left my soul in my shoes (I)

And now I got nothing to lose

She took all my favourite clothes

She took all my favourite clothes, yeah

She wore all my fancy shit

Then she ran away with it, yeah

She took me for all I had

I don't think she's coming back

She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing

And now I got holes in my pockets

And nothing to fill 'em

I throw myself into the mosh-pit

Distract from the feeling

I still hear your voice in the silence

So I run away from the quiet

She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing

She took all my favourite clothes

She took all my favourite clothes, yeah

She wore all my fancy shit

Then she ran away with it, yeah

She took me for all I had

I don't think she's coming back

She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing (with nothing)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)