Jess, You Got Yr Song, So Leave - Johnny Foreigner

The boasts they pull that you see through;

They only front just to try to get close to you

And all those boys with vaccuum hearts

Celebrating midnight like slaves to their arts

Maybe you’re jealous you aren’t

Family fought for country taught;

You only learnt to hide your accent when you speak to them

College towns just know their own;

Now you can drink, you can kill a Marlboro Light in less than six drags, I know

But tonight you’re slow

Never going to be the models that we wanted

Never going to sleep with idols we crave

Just throw your arms around the nights we lag behind

And know that when you sleep, at least you got… this one song

Broke yourself for faint routine

Melodrama drags outside and chokes the air from your chest

All call-me-friends in smoking pens

With shaky hands, and only if you promise not to act surprised

To let the moment pass you by like it’s not yours

He’s spoken, he’s spoken for

She sleeps with darkness

You know her name

She sleeps with darkness

All the same