She Makes Me Feel Like

Woah woah woah woah!

Breakfast is burning, kettle stopped working
Milk in the fridge gone sour
Ignorant faces, ice on my laces
Delays on the underground
Petrol is rising, leaders are lying
Watching the world melt down
Signal is fading, can't hear what you're saying
My minutes are running out
She makes me feel like
Woah woah woah

She's my pick me up, pick me up

The traffic is crawling, my wages are falling
So long till my holiday
Sick of the warning, a different story
With voices that sound the same
I wish it was cheaper, scared of the meter
Watching the second hand
Late to the station, lost in translation
Stuck in a taxi cab
She makes me feel like
Woah woah woah

She's my pick me up, pick me up

When I wander alone, and she tells me she's home
Now I'm lost but it's me in control
It's the thought of her face that helps me pick up the pace
The days lost, but I know
She makes me feel like
When you're lifting the world and it's just too heavy
She's my pick me up, pick me up, p-p-p-pick me up