Alone at St. Luke’s

[Verse 1]
The graffiti on the wall says "Fuck the Tories"
Outside a takeaway, we're eating on the street
And neon in the window makes the shadows on the cars
Glow to a pop song they got playing on repeat

[Pre-Chorus]
The shorebirds sound the same here
What did I expect?
That song’s always playing in my head

[Chorus]
Spitting curses, hopping fences
Burning out like true romantics
Picking fights, it's fucking reckless
We've been thinking
As long as we’re still here
We might as well bе drinking

[Verse 2]
The motor lodge we'rе at is mostly vacant
I shoplift candy and some wine from the BP
And climb in through the window when the front desk is distracted
Piling in; we're staying on the cheap

[Pre-Chorus]
There's mouse shit on the carpet
What did I expect?
I laugh and spill the wine and stain the bed

[Chorus]
Spitting curses, hopping fences
Burning out like true romantics
Picking fights, it's fucking reckless
We've been thinking
As long as we're still here
We might as well be drinking

[Verse 3]
But everyone got sick
Cruel and sudden
I'm the only one it spared
I blow a goodbye kiss
And I keep pushing
While the grief hangs in the air
Hurt like hell to leave ’em there
Hurt like hell to leave ’em there

[Bridge]
The graffiti on the wall says "It's a new low"
And it’s so quiet I think I can hear my pulse
The gig's in an abandoned church in Glasgow
The irony's a little on the nose
It's cold and wet and lonesome
What did I expect?
The stained glass light just punched me in the chest

[Chorus]
Spitting curses, hopping fences
Burning out like true romantics
Picking fights, it’s fucking reckless
We been thinking
As long as I'm still here
I might as well keep drinking