But you come clean, cause I just can’t pretend
That we are living in happiness
If I don’t breathe, then I might kick you in
And blow my lid, no I don’t care
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
I don’t know why you’re smiling
was young, you taught how to
that surprising?
No, I I would do
If you I was mean
Cause I would like you
The sea at time
blue hand
I’m sorry for
But you come cause
That we living
If then kick
my lid, don’t
I don’t care
I