The Breaks (Part 1)

As I

I lay awake not sleeping

Another night here not sleeping

I hear the buses turning at the end of my street

And they sound like blue whales

As I lay awake not sleeping

I can feel them talking, talking

Sweet and soft and full of empathy for each other

As I

Sit and hope that my girlfriend

Makes it home safe okay tonight

Last night a madman with no top on took a swing at her

And I think to myself that's the bad breaks out of the way for another year

And I think to myself that's the bad breaks out of the way for another year