Album : Ellipse
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I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep at bay
Be a hundred percent when I'm with you
And then a perfect hearts length away

The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall
I knew the odds were I'd never win, yet here I am

It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life

My self-worth measured in text back tempo
It's been two days and eight minutes too slow
Well, there may well be others but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with

I've got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will it ever slow down? Will I ever come first?
The universe contracts to sigh

It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life
It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life

Hold me darling
Hold me darling, please

You know you'll never be lonely, no you'll always be loved
And maybe you'll never need more than that
But for the surplus that loves, what's to become of us?
Does it even register on your conscience?

Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd
Air compressed tight to explode
I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out
As you disappear in a puff of smoke

It's a half life with you as my quarter back
A daft life
I knew that I'd get like this again   That's why I try to keep at bay   Be a hundred percent when I'm with you   And then a perfect hearts length away      The stickler is you've played not one beat wrong   You never promised me anything   Even sat me down, warned me just how they fall   I knew the odds were I'd never win, yet here I am      It's a half life with you as my quarter back   A daft life      My self-worth measured in text back tempo   It's been two days and eight minutes too slow   Well, there may well be others but I still like to pretend   That I'm the one you really want to grow old with      I've got a schedule to stick to, got a world to keep sweet   You're so much to everyone all the time   Will it ever slow down? Will I ever come first?   The universe contracts to sigh      It's a half life with you as my quarter back   A daft life   It's a half life with you as my quarter back   A daft life      Hold me darling   Hold me darling, please      You know you'll never be lonely, no you'll always be loved   And maybe you'll never need more than that   But for the surplus that loves, what's to become of us?   Does it even register on your conscience?      Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd   Air compressed tight to explode   I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out   As you disappear in a puff of smoke      It's a half life with you as my quarter back   A daft life
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