Look what you've done to my figure (bigger) it was worth it
Love is blind and so full of colour (vigour) and it's tragic
Reading's hard and television's bigger, better
Save yourself
Fuck this I'm going home
Fuck this I'm going home
Bigger and better was fine
When all we had was time
And now we don't
Say what you need to help you get to sleep
I find tired excuses more effective than drinking milk
Or counting sheep and I told you
I was there when innocence died, I tried my best to give it a lifetime
Now if I saw it in the street on fire
I would take a seat and let the mother fucker burn
Burn
Bigger, better
Love is blind and so full of colour, vigour
Silence is golden so speak when you're spoken to or save your breath
Fuck this I'm going home
