Lost Weekend

You've got a list of people
You never wanna see again
And I'll bet It starts with me
If it sounds too easy
Or underwhelming
That's alright with me, no shame
you don't have to get' everything

Dressed up mistakes
Smothered in flowers
Suddenly, so much to say now
We could go on for hours
Lost weekend music
Like sugar in your lemonade
Sure enough, there goes another top tenner we forgot to save

If there's a way to get your soul back, I'd get on it
Set the mains for your new home before they bomb it
You can draw your line in the sand next to mine, hope the cancer's benign
And get on with your life
There's a party on the opposite side
Invitation declined or were you just denied?  

I don't think that I can leave you alone now
I don't think that I can leave you alone

Mystique wearing off progressively with every moment of genuine interaction
Set ablaze any photographic evidence that good times were had in your absence 

If there's a way to get your soul back, I'd get on it
Set the mains for your new home before they bomb it
You can draw your line in the sand next to mine, hope the cancer's benign
And get on with your life
There's a party on the opposite side, invitation declined
Or were you just denied?  

I don't think that I could leave you alone now