The lost art of writing a letter
Has been distilled down to nudes and follow requests
Sometimes I'm the debt collector
Reaching for love, I'm begging on the internet
The wholehearted explanation
Has fought the condemnation of saving face
Since time was a shaky foot stepped fawn from outer space
If I let you down, don't wait around
What good is good advice just before you hit the ground?
What do you feel, let's keep it real
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
I think I need therapy, something's wrong
I never thought it once yeah (that's a lie)
You never came second yeah (don't be shy)
Third time lucky, we stayed polite
It was more like four with an appetite
Yeah five times, we're getting it right
Six cold sweats, then 7 8 9
Death by a thousand cuts and we didn't even have to try
The lost art of writing a record
Has been distilled down to making the playlist
Sometimes I'm lost for hope
And maybe I might, cease, desist
What does it take? 'Til it breaks
In the UK or the states?
This hometown hero has a window he can race
If I let you down, don't wait around
What good is good advice just before you hit the ground?
What do you feel, let's keep it real
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
I think I need therapy, something's wrong
I never thought it once yeah (that's a lie)
You never came second yeah (don't be shy)
Third time lucky, we stayed polite
It was more like four with an appetite
Yeah five times, we're getting it right
Six cold sweats, then 7 8 9
Death by a thousand cuts and we didn't even have to try
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
I think I need therapy, something's wrong
If I let you down, don't wait around
What good is good advice just before you hit the ground?
What do you feel, let's keep it real
What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel?
I never thought it once yeah (that's a lie)
You never came second yeah (don't be shy)
Third time lucky, we stayed polite
It was more like four with an appetite
Yeah five times, we're getting it right
Six cold sweats, then 7 8 9
Death by a thousand cuts and we didn't even have to try
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