(difford/tilbrook)



Last night i played the drunken fiddle

Disabled love with a word of dribble

On and on about some jumbled subject

Said your friends were a bunch of muppets

Said your sister should have grown a moustache

Said you didn't need to take off your mask

Down the staircase i made my stagger

I left you crying but it didn't matter

So i sat inside my car and wonder

A headache in my head like the thunder

Chewed my nails like a guilty victim

Couldn't see or feel the night or nothing

Wanted to explain but all so desperate

Love was like it was some investment

Then i don't remember who said what when

On a scrap of paper i placed my pen



When i woke up in the morning

Beside you in the bed

My mouth was full of nothing

My arm around your head

And i don't know how i got there

I didn't want to check

Now back between each other

We're salvaging our wreck



You've thrown my jigsaw all over the floor

We're at the deepest deep

I thought our love had died forever

But it just went to sleep




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