[Intro]

[Chorus 1: Tom Rosenthal]
Pictures of a face
Descriptions of the day
I don’t know what to say about that

[Verse 1: Paul Haworth]
Pictures... pictures of a face
Descriptions the day he walked away
It was raining, and this pain in your heart never went
You never said it would feel like this
And that's why I want you to stay;
That’s not what I meant to say
But I mean it... "I mean it?"
Yeah, right... There’s your honesty
Honestly, I’m feeling fine
Intelligent design
Line of eye-shadow tears and more wine
I don’t mind if I do
Do you like my new shoes?
Mums, dads and home truths...
Like: what are we going to do about you?
You used to be such a happy child
You dialled the number, didn’t speak
How do new lovers meet?
Incredible feats of bravery wavering
Baby steps favouring wild mood swings
We were never not quite on the brink
Not trying to not think of missed connections
Missing links. Rose tints...
It’s just one of those things
[Bridge: Tom Rosenthal]
Imagining you
It’s just one of those things we do

[Verse 2: Paul Haworth]
Things, things. So many things...
So much to say
Lonely strings
Catch the bouquet
Hey, hey, here’s your soulmate
Spinning plates. One topples
It’s too late, it breaks
Industrial estates
And a canvas of cannibals of our entwined fates
So let’s find a place to be complete
Find names we repeat
Find signs in the names of her street
And when you sleep, it’s still there
Always there, now you're scared
Of a necklace of amber
Take care of your paint and your brushes
You know the way she is, the way she pushes
A greater weight than a lifetime of crushes
Playing back the day’s rushes
Here’s the scene where you see him
And you don’t know what to say
And I don’t know what to say about that
[Chorus 2: Tom Rosenthal]
Pictures of a face
I don’t know what to say about that
Descriptions of the day
He walked away

[Verse 3: Paul Haworth]
I suppose some boys spend their whole life joking
Reading lines like karaoke
And opening wounds, tombs
Visiting unspoken rooms in the Crowlands
No romance. No "shall we dance?"
Circumstance
Limping men with beers cans
Fortune's old hands
Reading lines of love, life, big dreams and pretty bad plans
Plots and parades
Every day, every night
The end was always in sight
And when it ends
It never ends, it descends
Into the centre of the earth
Wish this curse could be lifted
Sometimes the world makes me feel like I never existed
And I existed when she was laughing
[Chorus 3: Tom Rosenthal]
Pictures of a face
I don’t know what to say about that
Fortune's old hands
Overrunning the land with you
When you were laughing
When she was laughing