Girl In The French Film

This old guitar won’t tune
And I’m stuck on my own, all alone in this room
TV on, and the film is in French
And the girl is so pretty, no interest in men
Flicking ash under the sofa I’m on
And I’m falling asleep to my favourite song
The film ended so beautifully
Things like that do not happen to people like me
Me and the girl from the French film
Me and the girl from the French film…
This old guitar won’t tune
And she’s still on TV, yes, I’m looking at you
How come girls like that don’t live next to me
Or next street or next town or another country?
15th cup, but I think I’ll give up
‘Cause if I’m not in this room, I’m missing this stuff
The caffeine is wearing off on me
If I jump in the TV, my head will just bleed
La-la la, la-la, la-la
La-la la, la-la, la-la
La-la la, la-la, la-la
La-la la, la-la, la-la
La-la la…