Envy

Tall tales, he’s been on it again but she just ain’t having it

A fake smile as her eyes move along to the on stage shuffling

As some band starts to play too loud to the weekend louts

For just over a fiver, hell they don’t want to be there either

But they’re playing cool and acting like they do

Everything they never wanted to

Is this what envy was made for?

Is this, this what envy was made for?

Is this what envy was made for?

Is this, this what envy was made for?

That war of trying to keep on playing while the ship starts sinking

‘Cos two blokes think they know all the rules and a fight ensues while the game’s on,

And there’s a girl at the bar who says she knows this one

But there’s only so many times you can play Mr. Brightside

And it not be ironic or an in-joke

And as they get to the first line she starts to choke

Is this what envy was made for?

Is this, this what envy was made for?

Is this what envy was made for?

Is this, this what envy was made for?

Was made for?

Was made for?

Is this what envy was made for?

Is this, this what envy was made for?

Is this what envy was made for?

Is this, this what envy was made for?

Was made for?

Was made for?