[Verse 1: Kim]
Food court fountain's bubbling
In a ghost arcade
Slim fingers sieving through the rubble in
Bittersweet nightshade

[Chorus: Kim]
No lie, I would lay down my life
For any rat in the road
Yeah I, I'd lay down my life for you
Depressive episode

[Verse 2: Kim & Gareth]
Some golden oldies radio
Plays your first kiss (Later than your friends did)
Binbag blackout, your landlord pinned for curtains
Two brine-soaked kids

[Chorus: Kim & Gareth]
No lie, I would lay down my life
For any rat in the road
Yeah I, I'd lay down my life for you
Depressive episode

(Yeah!)
[Verse 3: Gareth, Kim, both]
It's a medical condition to hold such inhibitions
Second serving, sophomore slump
(So called 'cause you suffer more)
Paid partner validation is no route to salvation
Sewer swimming, down in the dumps
A wave away

[Outro: Kim]
Scratchcard inside an envelope
Little effort for fleeting fun
I truly hope that both our luck is out
I'd kill myself if he won