She whistles a few notes, train station's cold
Scarf's wrapped round her throat
A cigarette hangs and a strand of smoke
From her fingers, the last of the winter
And her thoughts race,
She thinks maybe she'll be finding a new place
Somewhere to get lost, somewhere to make the same mistakes
Somewhere to bury the heartache
When she stays in one place she longs to be moving
Her whole god damn future starts unravelling
And it's frightening but there's no way
Of stopping it happening
So she's taking the old Roman road
Out to Brighton as if it's New Mexico
And she's not frightened
Of wherever she ends up sleeping
Sometimes it feels like we're forever on opposite ends of town
I tried to keep it all together you just tore the whole thing down
You've not found a reason to stick around
She sits on the pier watching the sea turn gold
Thinking that she'd rather grow old here
Than go back to where her worries crowd up
And her youth is sold
To people with designs on her life
And she's in no doubt now that they wouldn't think twice
About leaving
Her stray heart without any meaning
Sometimes it feels like we're forever on opposite ends of town
I tried to keep it all together you just tore the whole thing down
You've not found a reason to stick around
I was a mess tonight
But I will be myself by the morning
I don't mind that you left
But you could've given me some warning
And did you see the lights
And the stars reflected on the water
And did you finally feel alright
Or like a lamb led to the slaughter
Sometimes it feels like we're forever on opposite ends of town
I tried to keep it all together you just tore the whole thing down
You've not found a reason to stick around