Mr. November

This is nothing like it was in my roomIn my best clothesTrying to think of youThis is nothing like it was in my roomIn my best clothesThe English are waitingAnd I don't know what to doIn my best clothesThis is when I need youThe English are waitingAnd I don't know what to doIn my best clothesI'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hopeI'm the new blue bloodI won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. NovemberI'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over[repeat]I wish that I believed in fateI wish I didn't sleep so lateI used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders[repeat]I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hopeI'm the new blue bloodI won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. NovemberI'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over[repeat]I wish that I believed in fateI wish I didn't sleep so lateI used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders[repeat]I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hopeI'm the new blue bloodI won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. NovemberI'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over