The Debt Collectors - Ben Lee

In my dreams they come in to collect

I got something that they want

And I don’t know what it is

But you hid it in my luggage

Like a needle in a haystack

So I’m running like a criminal

I’m sneaking round each corner

In a phone booth, through a window

And the air is cold around me

And I’m runnin'

For my life

Borrow beg or steal

Everything is real

One day you might feel

All right again

So I kissed you on the lips

You were sleeping

Like a racehorse in the evening

All that power of motivation

And the endless broken omens

And I don’t know if I love you

But I really wanna own you

And I’ve kept you like a secret

From the moment that I found you

We can make a deal

Everything is real

One day I might feel

All right again

And I can write my way out of this pain

That’s a promise that you made me

In a letter that you sent me

From Chicago on a freezing day in winter

Now I feel a little lighter

But it really doesn’t matter

Cause this love is not obedient

And it’s got its own agenda

And it wants to take me over

And it wants to pull you under

And it would like nothing better

Than to tear us both to pieces

And it won’t do

What it’s told

Show me how you feel

Everything is real

One day it’ll be

All right again

One day it’ll be

All right again