The square is emptying
The square is empty and silent
On a Monday night
You feel the rhythm of the routines
The week goes on and on and on and on and on
My washing hangs to dry
I left here only once today, for food
My phone vibrates, my only companion
Last night, I woke at 5 a.m
Along the water was still
All the lights of the street lit the cobbles
I felt so good
(The square is emptying)
(The square is empty and silent)
But like I was missing something, a drug
(On a Monday night)

What did your dad say about me again?
He said I looked unwell

The water was so still
I could swear it spokе
And a lot of famous British films are only shot in one or two rooms
This one is so rеal

It was so real
I could smell you in my dreams
I can feel the tight jacket details of the floral
Black lace that stretch between cold thighs
In reality I was all alone, heartbroken
This bedroom, hotel room is still small
Empty stomach, Snickers bar
The next day I walk for miles, cold alone
Around the lake and when you called
I took my bags and it started to rain
What'd your dad say about me again?
He said I looked unwell
The witch dreams
The gates are yet to open
The gates are yet to open
And we'll survive together through thick and thin
And if I die
Don't search for me
To be misunderstood
We don't have to be
We don't need understanding between it all
And what we feel
The gates are yet to open

What'd your dad say about me again?
He said I looked unwell
He said I looked unwell