Coming Second

Found a hole and slipped on through Kissed the stone and learnt the lines Jumped the cue all the time forgetting you Best disheveled lover 3 years running Coming second to A picket fence white 9-5 who's 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