"Another month, another heavyweight emotional ballad from the band that are slowly turning into Nottingham's answer to Coldplay" - Leftlion
Oh she’s driving round anywhere,
And shaking out of despair,
She’s crying while she’s driving round random roads.
Her phone was ringing on the other seat,
Someone else who couldn’t sleep,
A howl in their voice that she could hear again.
She doesn’t smoke but she feels like,
now might be a good time,
to take on something she won’t lose again and she said,
“Could you crash me a cigarette,
I wasn’t much of a cool kid,
I never knew what i was doing with them.”
Things just keep on getting harder,
I guess there’s not much karma,
Is it her or will she be in love alone.
The sun it gets a little closer,
but it’s not much warmer,
she feels like a comet in the sky alone.