It's amazing how boring it gets at night
When you’ve gone to bed and you're all tucked in tight
And I'm sitting downstairs and I go on my phone
And chat to some strangers 'cause I'm all alone
Fall asleep on the sofa covered in wine
Knowing you're upstairs so everything's fine
Knowing you're upstairs so everything's fine
Wake up in the morning and I go upstairs
Everything's gone except a few hairs
That fell from your head whilst you were asleep
So I picked them up, put them somewhere discreet
Fall asleep on the sofa covered in wine
Knowing you're upstairs so everything's fine
Knowing you’re upstairs so everything’s fine
Oh yes
And when I'm angry I’ll take out the hair
And do something like crazy like burn it and stare
Into the distance hoping that wherever you are
You will be fucked and no one will care
But, actually
Yeah I just kinda hope that you're kinda doing okay
I love you, I love you
Done
