[Verse 1]
Horses run and at some point they stop
Twisted tails like a phone chord dropped
And I miss you more than I tell you
But when I tell you that I miss you
Then the phone runs cold

[Verse 2]
Drawing blood with a black pen
And the weird inclusion of a boy’s name in the
Letters that you wrote me
And the junk mail filtered emails that I never read

[Chorus]
But everyone knows, Glasgow is a punk rock town
Everyone saw
That as you passed outside the window my nose started to bleed
And the staff here are starting to recognize me