Every Little Bit - That Petrol Emotion

The factory flesh tones

The neon green lines

Either lovers or losers

A million meantimes

Darling, I’ve fallen

But every bit hurts

The great open skies

Just make it seem worse

The blankets are beaten

The coffee’s grown cold

A sweetheart complexion

That never seems old

Darling, I’ve fallen

But every bit hurts

The great open skies

Just make it seem worse

The lonely days

The longest nights

The simple things

That make it right

The lonely days

The longest nights

The simple things

That make it right

Darling, I’ve fallen

But every bit hurts

The great open skies

Just make it seem worse

Darling, I’ve fallen

But every bit hurts

The great open skies

Just make it seem worse

Darling, I’ve fallen

But every bit hurts

The great open skies

Just make it seem worse