This Girl

Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Woah. She gets up, goes to work, Bites her nails, 'til it hurts. Eats lunch on her own, While she stares at her phone. The food on her plate, Is no longer in date. Whilst the looks on her face, Have been all scraped away. Work hard, play fair. Chase the money, get nowhere. Fall down, like a ton. Left with nothing. It's all gone, gone, gone, gone. This girl's got me all... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Woah. Well, I swear I could drown, In her young, knotted brow. Since her change of address, She's been hard to track down. Her hair, in the rain, Leaves a weight on my brain. Whilst I pray that that my head And my heart feel the same. Work hard, play fair. Chase the money, get nowhere. Fall down, like a ton. Left with nothing. It's all gone, gone, gone, gone. This girl's got me... Ah. Well, here we are. Rrrrrr... I've been waiting here for most of my life, Suddenly the lightning seems to have struck twice. I've been feeling this bleeding for days, But she ignores me in familiar ways. It seeps and creeps, Whilst I eat and sleep, It gives me grief, I'm heavy with my feet deep in concrete. Well, there's always tomorrow, I guess, there's always tomorrow. Maybe she'll love me tomorrow. Work hard, play fair. Chase the money, get nowhere. Fall down, like a ton. Left with nothing. It's all gone, gone, gone, gone. This girl's got me all... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Woah. Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah... Wo-oah, wo-oah, woah.