Headlights

I have all my things, you don't need to worry

I packed it all up the very first night

And I can't get drunk or stop saying sorry

Give up the bags, relinquish all rights

And my tongue turns black when I try to hit home

My mouth fighting back for you still, even so

While I watch for you there like a moth at the gas lamp

And if you're not coming, how could I know?

And I can't explain how it felt to me then

Counting the seconds till we hit the end

The headlights flooding through

Round the dark, it was you, it was you

I'm having this dream where you call me evil

Wake up to find that you've poisoned the wine

I don't make a scene when you tell me it's lethal

I crawl up the stairs and wait there to die

Your hand in my hair on the 23:10

Counting the seconds till we're back again

The headlights flooding through

Round the dark, it was you, it was you

It was you, it was you

It was you, it was you

It was you, it was you

It was you, it was you