every single friend that i have is fucking beautiful
and I'm fucking beautiful too.
and its so dumb it took me so long to see that
but its thank to you that i now know that its true
i've spent way too long now just faffing in fear
of breaking your un-jaded heart.
im sure I've missed out on plenty of good times,
had i just loved you right from the start.

but where the fuck did i find the nerve to think
that you werent quite what i was looking for
if i could travel back to those nights that you cried
i'd punch my own dumb head in to the floor
and say to myself this girls a gem and you are shit
be a man and stop fucking about
you're not doing yourself any favours, no
you are the one who will be missing out.

no i don't think its fair
to show up on your doorstep and share your bed
go through all the motions
yet leave unsaid the things you most wanna hear.
the truth is that I'm scared as shit,
I've done this once before, the way I fared well it,
left me bruised, beaten and unprepared
for it to all go to shit again.

now you're lost in jakarta, you were just as lost in glebe.
i'm still skipping town to town up the east coast
my only home seems to be in between
it seems tonight i'm shivering on a strangers couch
in the light of my phone screen i can see my breath.
and that my battery is low, there is an endless flow
of these topics we've now flogged to death.

the faults not yours alone,
no. I wish i could think of more to say,
its not as easy as it was that night
we rode our bikes around blackwattle bay.
and you asked me those three questions
I could tell you had rehearsed
you took a sip of wine, looked me dead in the eyes
and braced yourself for the worst.

no i don't think its fair
to show up on your doorstep and share your bed
go through all the motions yet leave unsaid
the things you most wanna hear.
the truth is that I'm scared as shit,
I've done this once before, the way I fared well it,
left me bruised, beaten and unprepared
for it to all go to shit again.