My head's a TV
And you're on every channel
Did no one ever tell you bout the dirty truth?
We're all a bit mental
So write your history
As a pretty little work of fiction
So many bones rattle in the coffin of your youth
We'll exhume a fable
You can, you can, you can shut your mouth
You can, you can, you can shut your mouth
'Cause everybody's fighting battles
That you don't know anything about
Come on, come on, take a look in my house
Every time I touch the piano I'm just full of doubts
Just another bit of secrecy
Every time you feel like giving up
Every time you'd swear you'd had enough
Just remember what you're dreaming of
But when you do it, you do it for the love
Yeah when you do it, you do it for the love
This old sweater
Holds a trace of the bonfire
We threw your teenage diaries on to the flames
Too sad to remember
A patient memory
And a single neon tear
Watch it dance like grass in a hurricane
Through another year
I tried to hide my feelings for too long
I just wanted everyone to get along
'Cause everybody's fight battles
Underneath another thunderstorm
Come on, come on don't you wanna be heard
Your saviour's just somebody who's been under-researched
Just another bit of secrecy
Every time you feel like giving up
Every time you'd swear you'd had enough
Just remember what you're dreaming of
But when you do it, you do it for the love
Yeah when you do it, you do it for the love
When you do it, you do it for the love
Yeah when you do it, may as well do it for the love
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