Woorden: Frightened Rabbit. The Winter of Mixed Drinks. Nothing Like You.

This is a story and you're not in it, uh, huh
Fuckin' pages torn out
Here is a bedroom that you've never been in and
Here is your shovel, there's the ground

Look, two lovers covered in covers, uh, huh
I can put us to bed tonight
I am bruised but she is dressing my wounds and
Night nursing a broken man

She was not the cure for cancer
And all my questions still ask for answers
There is nothing like someone new
And this girl, she was nothing like you

After waking up post operation
I find I've come in a dream again
All the pain, almost as painful as ever but
Something in me was not the same

At night, during dreams of submission
I could claw back my heart and soul
As the size of the tumor diminishes
So it filled that black hole

She was not the cure for cancer
And all my questions still ask for answers
There is nothing like someone new
And this girl, she was nothing like you

She was not the cure for cancer
And all my questions still ask for answers
And there is nothing like someone new
And this girl, she was nothing like you

(There is nothing like someone new)
(And this girl, she was nothing like you)
Nothing like someone new
And this girl, she was nothing like you