Show me all the cards you hold close to your chest
I'll take all the parts of you your loved ones detest
Find me, I'm inside your insides, it might help
In front of my eyes as I talk to myself
What's the point of a friend?
If you're on your own in the end
With you, with them
I'd go through it all again
I'd quite like to go home now
I'll make an attempt
Knowing that I'll fuck it up
(If only you would pick me now)
Hold me in contempt
'Cause I don't wanna interrupt
(There's pretty ways to turn me down)
What's the point of a friend?
If you're on your own in the end
With you, with them
I'd go through it all again
I'd quite like to go home now
I'd quite like, the quiet life
With no-one asking how or why
I'd quite like to go home now
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