Wreckless - The Real Tuesday Weld feat. Joe Coles, The Real Tuesday Weld, Joe Coles

If you want to live wreckless

Well, just be happy to know

That you might grow old alone

The days are getting shorter

Now it’s November

The nights are closing in

And we’re so far from a spring

Well, watch as we get drunk

Well, watch as we get drunk

Vodka’s clean as ice

(???) inside our skin

Well, between you and me

I’ve had a little bit too much of everything

Well, this is the greatest tragedy ever told

Well, we’ve never knowingly undersold

Everything that I touch turns to mould

My days are getting shorter

Can I stay the night with you?

The nights are getting longer

And I’m one to walk alone

The green trees (???)

The happy thoughts I had

They’re turning to dread

But even if there is somebody else, then

It’s still a night alone (???)

As the moon skirts through the sky

We had every reason to die

And I don’t regret

I can’t regret

The things that I’ve started to forget

Black fog on a sunday

A drink that neither of us want