Pink Headaches

Cheek to cheek, all or nothing weather

Nothing really changes, nothing gets better or worse

The old view of the funeral parlour

And all my friends in the neighbouring garden, it hurts

Running through the scenes of my childhood

Pink headaches falling through the clouds

Miss a step and I'm theirs for the taking

The red-blooded teenagers are hanging out

And I still feel like a stranger in this town

I don't let it get me down

But I still feel like I'm living in a dream

Dreaming isn't all it seems to me

Waking up in an empty apartment

All the colour draining from my face

Passing out in the back of the restaurant

All my friends falling 'round the place

Chowing down on alphabet fritters

Rarely served with any tact or taste

Spilling drinks in the bar in the airport

Pink headaches glazing over everything

And I still feel like a stranger in this town

I don't let it get me down

But I still feel like I'm living in a dream

Dreaming isn't all it seems to me

I'm not coming 'round, coming 'round

I'm not coming 'round, coming 'round

Now we're falling out, falling out

Now we're falling out, falling out

'Cause I'm coming down, coming down

With a headache now, headache now