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I saw you in the street Left me in a state of wondering If you even noticed me Acting like a nervous tic I got you undermined Like a dream to have you on my arm And even if you wanted to I was gonna need a bit of proof There's a space for me On the edge of your seat Where you wanted me to sit Where you wanted me to sit But my will is weak And I'm tired of cold feet Thought you wanted it to last Thought you wanted it to last In the golden afternoon I can hear you in the other room Fixing things with sellotape Bound together by the myths you made No-one ever sees You're blowing faiths like a stolen beam of the sun You know I don't need anyone I just wanna have a drink or two There's a space for me On the edge of your seat Where you wanted me to sit Where you wanted me to sit But my will is weak And I'm tired of cold feet Thought you wanted it to last Thought you wanted it to last There's a space for me On the edge of your seat Where you wanted me to sit Where you wanted me to sit But my will is weak And I'm tired of cold feet Thought you wanted it to last Thought you wanted it to last In the world you live You're so convincing Well the audience left Well the audience wilt Going home next week And I'm tired of cold feet Thought you wanted it to last Thought you wanted it to last |