文本歌词

Well she calls me up
When she's broken,
Says to leave my front door open,
I come home to find her smoking,
With her eyes all fragile and thin,
She's always been hopeless at hoping,
Always coped badly with coping,
And I never know
When she's joking,
She never let's anyone in,
I know I'm a fool
To let her run away with my heart,
She'll never tire
Of these games,
Loving her is like
Playing catch in the dark,
I'm a tear drop
In an ocean of flames,
We'll drink too much
For a Wednesday,
She'll ask me why
None of her men stay,
I tell her just
What her friends say,
But it never goes down too well,
She'll stay here
Till late in the evening,
But she's always
Arriving or leaving,
She never decides to believe in,
The people who know her so well,
I know I'm a fool
To let her run away
With my heart,
She'll never tire
Of these games,
Loving her is like
Playing catch in the dark,
I'm a tear drop
In an ocean of flames,
Well she says
If we're single at 40,
We'll get married
And move to the country,
I know
She'll never want me,
Then it's five fifteen
In the morning,
I reach for her whilst
I'm yawning,
She leaves me with no warning.