Sweet Surrender (feat. Brooke Combe)

Another rottweiler in the bar says, "Can she even play guitar?"

Put another idea into my precious head

I left him to his own devices, a Taurus and a lonely Pisces

Never likely contenders to break bread

Relying on the vindication of a split and a lonely nation

Will never get you to your place

Sweet, sweet surrender

Let those fools pass you by

A cockroach in the cubicle, I recognise his face from school

And his genius is buzzing in my head

Bless this mess with holy water, say "Ta-ra your taxi's ordered"

Never likely contenders to break bread

Relying on the vindication of a split and a lonely nation

Will never get you to your place

Sweet, sweet surrender

Let those fools pass you by

Sweet, sweet surrender

Let those fools pass you by

Sweet, sweet surrender

Let those fools pass you by