[Verse 1]
Little Jim
Caught himself lookin' for the dead
Step away
Stick around for what I can see
I can see for miles
Everything
Everything still north side up
Why’s there no
Why's there no-one round the photo-book
Gettin' scared of looking at the book
One of your positions
I vote
He says war is gonna end
Gather ’round
A strong if I walk down enough
Patch it up
I'm already goin' back
I want the truth
Did you really want to mess with you?
Did you really want to hurt?

[Verse 2]
Mess around
Did you really want to [?]
Did you really want to call?