If I Just Ask Politely

You tell me you're going to church in the morning I'm sitting in the bath letting it all sink in I wake up on a sofa and I walk out to your balcony And I wonder if East Croydon would ever stop for me If I just ask politely If I just asked or fell to my knees If I just ask politely Would it stop for me? I know these walls won't lean in to guide me To greatness or some greater fixation I used to glue my sutures in a Sainsbury's basement Tear drunk on the floor We felt ageless and endless You were my drunken salvation And nothing really changes, just the faces and the spaces Where our fingers interlock Breathe it in, we pass it on As we stare over this great Endless perhaps and my heart beats a rhythm That my lungs cannot match Someone's crying in the hall (what?) But I don't really understand (what's going on?) What turns a night from tragic To a song sung by a wedding band We felt ageless and endless You were my drunken salvation And nothing really changes, just the faces and the spaces Where our fingers interlock We breathe it in, we pass it on As we stare over this grey Endless perhaps and my heart beats a rhythm That my lungs cannot match We wax lyrical in late December Freezing cold, crouched around a campfire But I always wake up on your sofa And I walk out to your balcony And I wonder if East Croydon would ever stop for me If I just ask politely If I just ask politely If I just ask politely Would it stop for me?