I'll meet you for coffee tho I can't stand the taste
I'll have a slice of plain toast before we meet in your cafe of choice
I've got this problem of living and loving too fierce
I always end up falling harder than most
I'm aching to stay upright, I'm just aching to stand upright

Sometimes I miss you so much that I try to live in this perfect steady high
But the drugs don't work and I'm running out of cash anyway

Here's somethings that'll never taste the same - your freshly smoked lips, been up the boozer again?

Please don't go, please don't go I'll be home from this tour in a week or so when i'll make up for my time spent away
I've travelled more this year than in my whole life and I'm sure it's been hard on the ones I love but it's only just the beginning

I was born to be away
I was born to be away
I was born to be away
I was born to be away

Here's somethings that'll never be the same - driving down the parade or watching Whose (fucking) Line Is It Anyway? and stopping at red lights especially