Alice Robbins - Gin Jilted Lyrics

Don't mind me
Cos I won't mind
Will I
And who I thought to be
Who gives a damn anyway
Anyway
Gin jilted in fields of grey
This is a foolish day
Gave me the cold sweats again
You waterproof soul
Black-washed chromatic waves where I sway
And you wouldn't care anyway
Anyway
Gin jilted in fields of grey
This is a foolish day
And I'm so far away now
In fields of tea and green
And these monochrome, mountain eyes sue me
Yet you're here like a stain on my shirt
In the morning haze
In the tracks and the dirt
This futility pains me
Barely a stain on you
Tired of being the fool
No-one can read you
I won't try to
No-one can read you
I won't try to
No I won't try