Lines Video (MV)

Stealing sleep between the arguments, cigarettes and grief
Sordid accusations, shattered dreams and quiet relief
Our puzzle quickly built in error, pieces that don't fit together
A picture, neither one could be

You go back to London
I'll go back to where I came from
Even if that's somewhere I feel lost
I'll kill myself with worry, you'll rebuild yourself in hurried echoed nights and I'll try not to call
The sun is up
Let's just draw a line under it all

Maybe in a year or so, we can both escape the hurt
Cross paths along the Circle Line and never say a word
You'll probably get engaged and celebrate
With all your friends who hate my face
And I can watch you from the sidelines in my cage

So you'll go back to London
I'll go back to where I came from
Even if that's somewhere I feel lost
I'll confess my faults to strangers, lower all my expectations, disappear, numb it out and write it off
Let's pack it up, draw a line under it all
Pay the cost, draw a line under it all
Take the loss, draw a line under it all