two tickets to barcelona sants I told you I missed my flight
my bus broke down halfway into London and tonight i'm crashing on someone's boyfriend's couch it's a quarter to three and all I hear is arctic monkeys inside a funeral hall where I wore black lace like an unburnt witch and resurrection like a diamond ring and I feasted on the thought of how close I was to being whole again
because you thought I'd die without you but life is more than just a memory of you