Frank Turner
Imperfect Tense (acoustic)
Naked and wretched and retching on a hotel bathroom floor
Somewhere in the city
I spent three days not sleeping, not eating, not feeling good anymore
Drenched in sweat and self-pity now
It's not a pretty sight
So, what to say in my defense?
I was imperfect tense
I used to have such balance but I don't know where it went
So, won't you be my present sense?
Shaking, I'm breaking, it's taking a long, long time
To come down off this murderous medication
And I've been rying to remember my reasons for running myself
Into the ground with such dedication
So, what to say in my defense?
I was imperfect tense
I used to have such balance but I don't know where it went
So, won't you be my present sense?
Sense
Cuase it's not meant to be
But I am lost at sea
So, mermaid, sing to me
Better times and the things that could be
And of islands in the Mediterranean Sea
And of eating and sleeping at times when I should
And of washing the drink and the drugs from my blood
And I've nothing to say in my defense
Well, I'm far from perfect and I'm still tense
They say that love can change you once
Please say that love can change me once
Come on and change me