Coming Second

Elbow

Found a hole and slipped on through

Kissed the stone and learnt the lines

Jumped the cue all the time forgetting you



Best dishevelled lover 3yrs running

Coming second to

A picket fence white 9-5 whos

Just alive



Beyond repair, there is nothing to say

Save some fading regrets

Yet I can't be without this

I want you to be around.



Spit-shone lies, juggled debts

Planted flags and made regrets.

Muddled through all the time

Forgetting you



Cut your teeth and breezed on to

another brothers fickle ways

So why amazed when it don't

Come turn out your way