Drink and slow living are still kind of
Giving me hangovers without a hope
So I jumped in the Clyde and watched my love die
And floated away on a boat
Why can't you see that I'm down on the ground
And I still want to give you all I've got
Drink and religion are still kind of
Giving me hangovers without hope
So I jump in the Clyde and watch my love die
And float away on a boat
Why can't you see that I'm down on the ground
And I still want to give you all I've got