Paris

My pride and your habit to lie foreshadowed our demise
So tonight I suppose I’ll be sleeping at my brothers
You forget that I'm impassive to the fallacy of apathy so don't pretend to care
And she said “Nice story love, tell it again.”

Come inside and settle down, Synthetic are the tears you cry
I’m just as empathetic as the theoretical you and I
And if you think I'm jealous I’d have to disagree
Its just that when you said you wanted to leave I thought you meant with me

Now its been two years that we haven't spoken
And if you care I'm still trying to quit smoking
If all the young lovers learnt to talk things through
It could be me at the Louvre with you

You've been with him two months and you're planning your wedding
I don’t care, I don’t care but you're gonna regret it
Because you're nineteen and you live with your parents
You think he loves you cos he took you to Paris

Pipe down look sharp the silhouette upon the curtains dark
And if all you ever wanted was a song, here you go love
And its a shotgun wedding whats the use in being polite?
And yes I've got something to say so sit back hold tight

Cos you've been with him two months and you're planning your wedding
I don’t care, I don’t care but you're gonna regret it
Because you're nineteen and you live with your parents
You think he loves you cos he took you to Paris