He has got a fault with me
A thorn, as far as I can see
You might as well resign yourself to it
The night is long and you're in for the hit
You play to win
Wind it up and let go
A freak for the kick
But it's on the wind though
You might as well give in
Blame it on The Feel-good
And when the road is thin
You can always steer though
And know that you're in.
She has got a chill in deep
A thorn, as far as I can see
You might as well resign yourself to it
The night is long and you're in for the hit
You play to win
Wind it up and let go
A freak for the kick
But it's on the wind though
You might as well give in
Blame it on The Feel-good
And when the road is thin
You can always steer though
And know that you're in.