Lanyards

I spoke to the bloke in the mirror last night and he didn't look too impressed
Cos I spent all week looking at your tweets and waiting for your texts
And he told me "don’t be an idiot, lad, have some self respect
Cos there's loads of birds in short skirts in the disco tech"
There's a man selling mobile phone cases and lanyards for you kneck
And I hope he’s selling chargers, cos my batteries nearly dead
I'm sat inside this Maccy D's with my phone stuck in the plug
Tryna send you messages, like a stupid little mug

I thought bout coming over but I don't think it be best
Cos your probably with that other lad, with your head lay on his chest
And I thought I'd be much sadder, I thought I'd be depressed
But everything is okay, everything is blessed

I bet you think that you're funny, you probably think you're hilarious
Cos I spent all my money, on VIP tickets for the pair of us
But you was outside tryna find a new ride with a guy called Dave from the rave
And then you call me at 3 in the morning, eh-are love you should behave
I bet you think that you’re funny, I guess that means you’re some kind of chameleon
Cos you was outside tryna find a new ride with a guy called Dave from the rave
And then you call me at 3 in the morning, eh-are love you should behave

Hook: Serpentine, I could sit here and hear you spin your yarn all night
Serpentine, I am mesmerized by the way you tell your lies

All the lies, all the lovely little lies

I spoke to the bloke in the mirror last night and he didn't look too impressed
Cos I spent all week looking at your tweets and waiting for your texts
And he told me don’t be an idiot lad, have some self respect
Cos there's loads of birds in the short skirts in the disco tech

Loads of birds in short skirts, loads of birds in the short skirts
In the disco tech
(1,2,3,4)

I bet you think that I'm stupid, I follow you like your shadow
Cos you was hit by Cupid, I wish I would of dodged the arrow
Ok, play another song, love. Won't you please change the channel
And stop showing up to mine at this time dressed in that kind of apparel
I bet you think that I’m naïve, you probably think that I'm daft
I must of missed the punchline, but someone's having a laugh
Cos you was outside tryna find a new ride with a guy called Dave from the rave
And then you call me at 3 in the morning, eh-are love you should behave

Hook: Serpentine, I could sit here and hear you spin your yarn all night
Serpentine, I am mesmerized by the way you tell your lies

All the lies, all the lovely little lies
X4