Florence Welch
Cheating On A Stranger
Impatient for tomorrow
Where everyone is hollow
All inside the same hole
I have no friend to borrow
But when I smell your soul, lady
I breathe deflated air, baby
You'll never say goodbye on me
You might as well be cheating on a stranger
Holed up around the corner
Love is not a favor
Time is not a taster
But now I'll never know, lady
My happiness transposed, baby
You'll never say goodbye on me
You might as well start cutting through the legend
This is not a game show
People tell their grandsons
"God is the exception"
But when I smell your soul, lady
I breathe deflated air, baby
You'll never say goodbye on me
You might as well be cheating on a stranger