The train for Hammersmith has left the station
All that is left is a pile of ash
We're both bruised and bleeding, baby
#you, #me, #fuck
Was it so hard to press the delete, babe
Was it hard to throw it all away
The rings have rusted, the pictures are fading
But as of today
I claim the world to myself again
I claim the world to myself again
London is mine
Hammersmith is mine
I claim the world to myself again
I claim the world to myself again
I claim the world to myself again
London is mine
Hammersmith is mine
I claim the world to myself again
The last plane home has left the airport
The whole Stansted that is covered in ice
You know we could've been the greatest
#you, #me, #fuck
Was it so hard to press the delete, babe
Was it hard to throw it all away
The rings have rusted, the pictures are fading
But as of today
I claim the world to myself again
I claim the world to myself again
London is mine
Hammersmith is mine
I claim the world to myself again