[Graham Coxon & Rose Elinor Dougall, both]

Oh, god!
I know the look that's in your eye
I, too
Working myself up to the night
No good
Fall into the wrong one's arms
Too much
Of that kind of fun will hurt your heart

Fuck your party
You make me wanna throw my soul away
Left in the dark so I never
No, never
Find the way out
You're dressing up just to take them down
Oh
You're dressing up just to take them down

Yeah they take and give away
In a charismatic way
Their bloodshot eyes
They rise to you
Broken boys all end up the same way
Broken boys all end up the same way
Broken boys, they'll end up the same way
Oh, god!
Oh, god!

God! God!
God! God!