Lyrics

I never make the same mistake twice I always aim for a third time I climbed through your window I tripped on the blinds I guess I'm impaired in my foresight I spent all my youth playing video games That convinced me when we die we go round again Now all those mistakes all these voice notes to you I'll sidestep with grace when I'm here for round two Cos I never make the same mistake twice If I do it's an encore The ghost of Thelonius Monk in my mind Says there's no such thing as a wrong chord Well I'm always forgetting my friends' occupations I swear that I'm listening, I'm just feeling jaded You moved to London with everyone else I stayed in Yorkshire avoiding success There's a man in the pub says he used to be young And he looked just like me, did the things that I've done But he left Michelle for a job in PR And now he's got hard drives of pictures of her Oh pictures of her On the day I die Some judgmental man in white Says I've wasted my life But because he's feeling kind He will give me one more try But we don't see eye-to-eye Cos if I had the chance, then I Would always make the same mistakes twice On the day I die Some judmental man in white Says I've wasted all my life But because he's feeling kind He will give me one more try But we don't see eye-to-eye Cos if I had the chance then I Would always make the same mistakes twice
Writer(s): Conor Hirons, Matthew Herd, Sam Griffiths Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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