More Heart, Less Tongue

Chloe, I know this isn't possible

I've been checkin' my cards

I've been shouting out at calendars and dates

I know this isn't possible

I've been wastin' yr time

I've been marking hours and marking hours as mine

So, London might as well be Glasgow

Might as well be Tokyo, or

Any place we're almost leaving

Chloe, I know this isn't possible

Spent the week borrowing phones

Squeezin' in your number like

0! 7! Fuck it, I'll call tomorrow

All we have is miles and wires

And all I am is calls tomorrow

So, London might as well be Glasgow

Might as well be Tokyo, or

Any place we're almost leaving

Pick me a song!

(Pick me a song) Cover all these awkward pauses, silence broken and strings

And if I'm wrong!

(And if I'm wrong) Play it out as parting shots of liquor, brace all

Ennisdale charmed and hearts aloft, like

Fireworks lit, but never went off

And we'll be losin' sleep

Message read, shiver in a single bed

Do, do-do-do, do, do-do-do, do

Do, do-do-do, do, do-do-do, do

So, London might aswell be Glasgow

Might as well be Tokyo, or

Any place we're almost leaving

Pick me a song!

(Pick me a song) Cover all these awkward pauses, silence broken and strings

And if I'm wrong!

(And if I'm wrong) Play it out as parting shots of liquor, brace all

Ennisdale charmed and hearts aloft, like

Fireworks lit, but never went off

And we'll be losing track

Writing back, shiver in a sleeping bag