Coral cranes hold up the sky
Here in Manchester it cries
And it seeps into a flood
Mother Mary hold me down
Lost her number on the train
So dammed that napkin got away
But I didn't make a sound
Cuz paper frowns are cynic clowns
This night just
Doesn't seem to pass
It's dark and my wounds
Are getting deeper
Will I make it till the morning?
Shamrock perfume in the air
Sirens screaming out my name
And my flatmates worried sick
Worried bout something I did
This night just
Doesn't seem to pass
It's late and my friends
Are getting tired
Will I make it till the morning?
Cigarette stains on my nails
I bleached my hair and changed my name
But it all just feels the same
So I sip my coke and watch the rain
Cuz here in Manchester it cries