When we walked the streets together        All the faces seemed to smile back         And now the pavements have nothing to offer   And all the faces seem to need a slap                     There?s an unfamiliar grip          on an unfamiliar handkerchief        Attending to the tears on cheeks I wouldn?t notice         With you no matter how vicious the grief                 Her expression was damp and crooked           Grabs onto my throat and won?t let go                    Won?t let go                Won?t let go                Won?t let go                Save me from            The secateurs I?ll pretend       I didn?t hear Can?t you see   I?m the ghost in the wrong coat       Biting butter and crumbs          (      ) There?s a handsome maverick          You don?t talk about to keep me calm         And I can’t help it if I create a version       That pulls you back onto his arm             Please don?t tell me     You don?t have to darling I can sense        That he painted you a gushing sunset And slayed angry panthers in your defence.             And he stands separate and ever deadly   Clings onto my throat and won?t let go              Won?t let go                Won?t let go                Won?t let go                Save me from The secateurs I?ll pretend I didn?t hear Can?t you see I?m a ghost in the wrong coat Biting butter and crumbs      Solo:          Save me from           The secateurs I?ll pretend       I didn?t hear Can?t you see I?m the ghost in the wrong coat       Biting butter and crumbs         (      )