PMTWGR

[Verse 1]

Whispers in a cyclone

Going 'round and 'round and 'round they're getting louder

Love songs get fucking boring

When you're picking petals every morning



[Pre-Chorus]

I got a back bone built like driftwood

Well travelled but you know I'm brittle

I'm no used to me or you

So tell me what should I do

When I'm locked up like a fist

That is bloodless shaking, waiting for you



[Chorus]

I'd happily be a shoulder on a cold train seat

Be a body in a warm white sheet

But that takes two

I'm sober now

My head is full of dark grey clouds

Pussy makes the world go 'round

So 'round we go

(Go)



[Verse 2]

(Inaudible) in a heatwave

Saying things we don't mean just to behave

Heart ache gets fucking boring

When you lose the point and start performing



[Pre-Chorus]

I got a back bone built like driftwood

Well travelled but you know I'm brittle

I'm no used to me or you



[Chorus]

I'd happily be a shoulder on a cold train seat

Be a body in a warm white sheet

But that takes two

I'm sober now

My head is full of dark grey clouds

Pussy makes the world go 'round

So 'round we go



I'm can't keep warm

I guess my baby's in love x3



[Verse 3]

Rain on the windshield making shadows on your face

Hands in my pockets cos I don't know what to say

I'll think of something, think of anything at all

Pussy makes the world go 'round



I know she'll go x4