Pretty In Possible

Time's running out, innit? Pity the mayflies in the swimming pool at dawn But down in the deep end I can't be left alone Sweet Eliza's on the court Potential is the drug They never knew, you never tried But you see it in my eyes And that is, bae Threading the needle Pretty in possible If only to get me out the door Oracle and Odyssey With the bloody nose If I'm on your street You'll be the last to know That I get dizzy, dizzy And I cannot afford that kind of free Well, how does it feel, being so, you know, rich? Now you got one eye on the lane And one eye on the lava Spinning out, yeah, I respect that But I was born to get you home Home, where it's all red and velveteen Falling back into the leaves So true With your lipstick on my thigh Drink the tears until they dry Ooh, oh Pretty in possible Ooh, oh Pretty in possible Ooh, oh Pretty in possible Ooh, oh Pretty in possible