Get On With It

These things always come to a head
Over a glass of wine and a cigarette
And you look tipsy with your cheeks all red
I think the alcohol's gone to your head
I feel underdressed in this beat up vest
I don't know how to dance, but I'll try my best
Either you live your life or you sit witness
While a look-alike comes to steal your bliss

So, come on, get on with it!
We're just wasting time
So, come on, get on with it!
We're just wasting time

Here you are standing in the flesh
We're only minutes in and it's too intense
You got a little dagger stuck inside my chest
You're a perfect myth built on a movie set
And I'm walking a wire with no safety net
If I'm a gambling man then you're a risky bet
But I'm sick of leaving before the table's set
I'm about as ready now as I'll ever get

So, come on, get on with it!
We're just wasting time
So, come on, get on with it!
We're just wasting time

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...
No turning back
I do this every time
I get my courage built
Then I change my mind
I said no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...
Nobody here except for you and I
Girl, it's closing time

So, come on, get on with it!
We're just wasting time
So, come on, get on with it!
We're just wasting time

These things always come to a head
Over a glass of wine and a cigarette
You've got a little dagger stuck inside my chest
I'm about as ready now as I'll ever get