Well there were 7 years between us seems that all my friends were right
 That we can't survive on your bedroom eyes and a Spanish guitar
 When we started this it was paradise, not just Bethnal green
 And it's just not right this waiting game, making a cuckold of me

 I can be as cruel as you
 Fighting fire with firewood
 I can be as cruel as you
 Fighting lies with lies
 If you need time...

 And it's just not like me to lash out, but enough is enough
 Tell me what the others can do that I cant
 Translucent and sun bleached skin, when did you get so LA
 How can you desert me after all we've been through
 Stuck on a dream that somewhere its better
 You'll be the one missing out

 I can be a cruel as you
 Fighting fire with firewood
 I can be as cruel as you
 Fighting lies

 Lies

 If you need time...