(+) Better Instincts
Take his word if you want it
That burnt-out bird song
I'm not the one
who's gonna talk you round
Knows how to sing to your instincts
That charm and snake oil
The little high before
he brings you down
Doesn't matter
how many words I waste
Banging on like a trebuchet
Pretty clear there's
been a change of plan
Whatever you say
Chorus
Just let the sun set
over the slipway
As the last boat comes down
Always knew we were
close to an ending
But I just couldn't work it out
I know you think
he's some kind of real thing
The kind of truth you wanna find
But if you just needed
someone pretending
I could have told you better lies
Don't say you believe it
Don't bet it all on the big smile
The presentation
You're not the only one
to turn your head
He's got you caught
at the turnstile
With no invitation
Watching the dust cloud
vanish up ahead
Doesn't matter
how many words I waste
Banging on like a trebuchet
Pretty clear there's been
a change of plan
Whatever you say
(Chorus)
Doesn't matter
how many words I waste
Head banging like a trebuchet
Pretty clear there's
been a change of plan
Whatever you say
(Chorus)