Lyrics: Dazed and confused, ways that you prove me wrong Plays that I do, you just have to put on Wait for me dude, wait for me dude I'm slow Is that your sarcastic flag planted on the moral high ground? Oh no wait it's not Well I'm sure your's'll come along Basically choose, basically chews that gum, halfway into, knew you would say 'Your Mum' Classically cool, classic the banter drum I knew folk into pipe band who'd bloody well eat you up but sure aye go on, saying 'Cool story, bro' Thought I'd have fun but, fuck that for a laugh. I may as well have tore my fucking vocal chords in half For all the good it does me, being cool Thought we were going out but the shish must flow But when you're so cool man, who even knows I decidedly don't Camp Persecute, camp accent gets you off Raised by the girls, angry that he's not one Targets the dudes, who look like the ones who hurt him when young Just 'cause you're awkward at chatting don't mean you have to shout You could always shut up, stead'a saying 'Cool story, bro' And as you gaze into the Netflix title screen The depressing Black Mirror stares also back ta me I become what I hate, ages too late But it feels so good your medicine, 'Cool story. bro' Cool story, bro Thought I'd have fun but, fuck that for a laugh I may as well have tore my fucking vocals chords in half For all the good it does me being cool Thought we were going out but the shish must flow But when you're so cool girl who even knows? Yeah thought I'd have fun but, fuck that for a laugh I may as well have tore my fucking vocal chords in half For all the good it does me, Being cool...

Lyrics: You wanna judge me but you don't know who you've even judged You wanna love me but the rules for are they real love? You play at honesty but who the hell are you to talk Can't even know someone before you have opinions of Am I a girl, pretty little porcelain, a broken doll? Wind up the cheeks of but still leave me with a broken smile I'd say sorry for the way I feel but I'm really not Ya no lo siento You didn't know me only what you wanted taught to Sure you're older, but fuck it I'm more than just your daughter Hand me that flower sir y sere tu dulce chica And when I stamp on's only time you'll hear me clap clap clap You want flamenca? Watch me dance dance dance dance dance Call me your chica, be that man man man man man You want a smile? Don't make me ja ja ja ja ja Am I a bull, ugly manly thing chasing your blood? (Marimacho!) Well when I'm seeing red, you better run run run run run I'd say sorry for not being that, but me's just so much fun I'd say sorry for not taking it, I'd say sorry for everyone Por no ser como ella I'd say sorry for the way I am, but I'm really not Ya no lo siento... (Marimacho!)

Lyrics: 'With half a chance,' I told myself 'I'd come running' Been living on a remnant of But now it's all unfolding and there's no more fun to be found Between a mountainside and a rock She's like a star, a flower, The one controlling power of hands unlocked But now it's all unfolding and there's no more fun to be found Between a mountainside and a rock Aye now it's all unfolding and there's no more fun to be found With half a chance, I told myself I'd come running If I had to And now it's all unfolding so, showing how dumb How dumb, how fool She's like a star Aye one I missed, 'cause of the lampposts on the walk home She's like a flower Laminated into the stained B&B floor Oh our hands were made to hold, our hands were made to hold But you're different, different, different Been living off a remnant of Going remnants, remnants, remnants (Yeah!) With half a chance I told myself, I'd come running if I had to But now it's all unfolding so, showing how dumb how dumb, how fool Oh our hands were made to hold our hands were made to hold But you're different, different, different Been living off a remnant of Going remnants, remnants, remnants Remnants Remnants

Lyrics: It's a cliché, feeling this way Wanna reach in a book of poems, feel the leaves on my face Take 'em, never replace and just run away When she thinks of something cool that happens, I get a text When I'm recounting some boring shit she asks 'What happened next?' It's a bad way to go about being alone And they're like 'Where'd you get off acting you've been through anything at all?' I reply 'Why you all so incessant I'm not sad as I talk?' When the day is all but stretching yet I hasten to prolong Half the man I used to be's left laughing at my form Buzzin', always more buzzin' than my phone It's a bad way to go about being alone When the day is all but stretching, yet I hasten to prolong... Half the man I used to be's left laughing at my form Buzzin', more buzzin' than ma phone It's a bad way to go about being alone

Lyrics: Thought I made a friend but I hadn't Life take it back Thought I met a girl but she's laughing Not with me but at Life, you can be a real bitch sometimes But you don't say that, do you don't say that do you? I don't know if I can take much more Betrayals from you Betrayals from you Thought I made a friend, but I hadn't He's so cool And he's whining 'bout the most boring shit Wasting you Thought I met a girl but I hadn't 'She's so perf'? She's a right wee bitch, the both so righteous Hope that Glasgow craic Hits you slap bang in the middle Of the not-being-sure if you're the reason she's feeling down Hope that Glasgow craic Hits you slap bang in the middle Of the epiphany you can't say what you want now Life you can be a real bitch sometimes But you don't say that, do you Don't say that do you? I don't know if I can take much more Betrayals from you Betrayals from you Oban there's things I need I can't take from you, can't Take from you I don't know which one I hate more, Is it today, tomorrow Today or tomorrow? Dunno, so I say I say I'm heading off, I'm heading off Come with me man He said no He said no There's way too many holes There's way too many holes in your plan And all the bitches that you got, With your bitchy little jokes, ain't it strange That none of them are there when you were 'So sound'? And of the nick of all the knots the fickle little thoughts, ain't it strange That what makes me stay is saying 'Let's bounce'? And if I wish upon a star You'd just grab for that and all It ain't fair You want me to care so you can break that Oban I'm trying here but you ain't great craic You ain't great craic Life, you can be a real bitch sometimes But you don't say that do you, don't say that do you? I don't know if I can take much more Betrayals from you Betrayals from you Oban there's things I need I can't take from you Can't take from you I don't know which one I hate more Is it today, tomorrow Today or tomorrow? Yeah I don't know which one I hate more Is it today, tomorrow Today or tomorrow?

Lyrics: Intrepid eejit home's where the heart is but I'm not It's one thing to wither another Kintyre to rot I've poetry books at home towers of the folk toppling atop But no such bothering to get into literature I do see why, but decide not Plenty well read enough No need to read about that About folk so sad And all the trepidations I was all too glad to cause Pissing by the passing place down the back of the way home And though we may be older I'll not lie we're bolder just cause it rhymes "Are all the invalid arms of the trees up hill's summit still reaching out?" "Aye? Nice..." And all the dearest secrets you thanked me for keeping when I just forgot And all the 'love-me' petals I just had to pull one more And all the prettiest things we promised we'd get done Guess makes a full house against the pair of jokers we've become Girl, ain't need to read Plato if I already know I'm a Nic Bro, I ain't need to read Ayn Rand if I already know (I'm a dick)

Lyrics: Now your back's to the road The weight is everything you know I'm sure you know that I'm leaving Writing home every day Sure in a cinematic way Breathing smoke of the train Keeping the thought of you aflame I'm sure you know that I'm leaving Curse God for my regret Miss you indefinite Not once did I think that Love would stay 'til I come back Now your back's to the road The weight is everything you know I'm sure you know that, I'm leaving...