Near Distance

Been around for ages so it won’t change now
Pleasing shallow faces and I don’t care how
Some little starry young thing robs me blind
All the time, I try
My finger leaves an imprint in your wet intent
You keep receiving flowers that were never sent, yeah
Some little scabby young thing sucks me dry
Friday night, she’s got to slow down
And the pavement’s alive on Sunday
And my feet keep the time, stop me falling
This one
You’re the only one
You’re the only thing
When your change goes right…
She’s ringing in the changes and she feels quite sure
Be closer to the distance than I’ve been before
Some little scabby young thing sucks me dry
Friday night, she’s got to slow down
And the saints are alive on Sunday
And my feet keep the time that stopped me falling
Well let me talk about this one
You’re the only one
You’re the only thing
When your change goes right…
Let’s talk about this one
You’re the only one
You’re the only thing
You’re the only one
(Lets talk about the way you cut yourself
And it was just tomato sauce
All the times, I can’t get inside)
Been around for ages so it won’t change now