Last Orders

We used to do it to ease the tension Pretend that sex wasn't our intention Even weeks later when they all knew It always helped just to have a few But now what's the point If we're not going out? It only makes you tired And it makes me shout Always the last chance for you and me First come apologies then the plea I wash the walls as you pack your stuff I've had too much and you've had enough So what's the point When we're not meeting friends? From midday to morning On weekdays or weekends We could pretend that this never started That you're still shy, I'm still broken hearted And we'll get pissed just to watch the telly I'll get worked up when you flash your belly But what's the point If we're just staying in? It's a lot of effort For one big din