(Look, I ain't mad y'know!

What is wrong with you, then?

Well, I dunno. It's just... it just it seems like

Everything's going backwards that's all

You sure it's not you who's going backwards?

No, it's just... I can't think straight, that's all

I mean, nothing seems right, apart from...)

Fuck it!

So this is love, and I wish I'd never fallen in it

Wish I'd never bought my ticket into getting more committed

Into getting torn to bits, and into getting tortured with it

Wish I'd never fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it

(x2)

What's more horrific? The stuff we're snorting, or the thought of him and you every fucking morning?

See, we're all a bit confused but I'm done with talking

When you're calling me, I'm caught within your sorcery and coming crawling

We were more than a rush of one endorphin

More than just some gushing love muscle pouring

More than a drug huffing rough couple caught in a blood bubble sprawled in a mud puddle snoring

She was life itself, as far as I could tell

I'd find myself in her eyes and my spine'd melt

So I held her like the ravages of drug addiction

And I failed her when my sanity was fucking slipping

Like fuck, I didn't love her like I loved to spit a grubby written son, I'm just a sucker for a dumb decision

Have you ever held a hand grenade for too long?

And sat awake fanning flames in your room, cough coughing on a mass of grey fumes tryna move on

Standing in the acid rain ranting cos' you've gone

See love will have you itching at a gaping wound

Scribbling and making tunes about the chick that crippled and disabled you

And shouting in the mirror till your face is blue

Counting all your littlest mistakes and I made a few…

Thousand, a few powders, a few downers down the line, and she 'llowed it right but that's love

And I wish I'd never fallen in it

Wish I'd never bought my ticket into getting more committed

Into getting torn to bits and into getting tortured with it

Wish I'd never fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it

(x2)

What's more horrific? The images of him and you, or sitting in this mess of mine clinging to the bitter feud?

This is the second time I've written this specific tune

The first one was dripping in the misery of missing you

I tore it up, but this one’s turning out identical

Thoughts of us cause a rush churning out the ventricles circle round with chemicals

Tried squirming out your tentacles, man a dozen times I must have tried burning down your pedestal, but

I can’t hate you as much as I’d love to, I love you, it’s fucked up this is what it’s come to

So bruv fuck tough love, loves tough, tough luck it’s done Baxter, you done lost her to some wanker

I’ll run back to the skunk and the lung cancer

Man, I've had enough of yats and enough of anger

I've finished writing but there’s nothing left to say but this dutty serenade on another messy day

Man fuck this love shit, and I wish I'd never fallen in it

Wish I'd never bought my ticket into getting more committed

Into getting torn to bits and into getting tortured with it

Wish I'd never fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it

Man fuck this love shit, and I wish I'd never fallen in it

Wish I'd never bought my ticket into getting more committed

Into getting torn to bits and into getting tortured with it

Wish I'd never fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it, fallen in it fuck it

(I don’t care you little slag, you’re going out!)