There's a tower, it's tipping me off
It scours and leans to the side
There's a bad break in your heart
That left the worst taste in my mouth
And I'm bitter with Melbourne
'Cause I'm so far south
Look around you, you look for the rain
Oh, it found you, 'cause you still look the same
And that's a mistake on your heart
Now I'm afraid that I'm losing my touch
And I'm bitter with Melbourne
'Cause it knows two minds
Short towers, they're tipping me off
Dead flowers, they looked down on me
With a bad break in their heart
'Cause they're afraid of losing their touch
And they're bitter with Melbourne
'Cause they've seen too much
