Blood On My Shoes - Dirty Pretty Things

You look smart but that’s not enough

You need a course in attitude

Nobody’s fussed

You can spend all your days

Planning what to buy

Then the signs all spin around

You’ll pay your debts in time

You wanna shake shake shake

To fit in all that much

There seem to be holes in everything

These cold hands touch

And we’ll take take take

And swallow the whole way down

We may fall forever

But we won’t fall down

Cause we go lalalalalala whoa

Lalalalalala whoa

And it’s on

There’s blood on my shoes

Nobody knows

Because of you

Where did you go

Where did you go

Nobody knows

Where did you go

You’re pretty so pretty

So long as somebody loves you

So leave us alone

For the rich get richer but still they cry

They say the city is after us

But we don’t know why

Profound is the debt, the debt you owe

You owe it to sorrow

It’s sorrow you owe

For when one downmanship is all you’ve ever known

You go to clamor for the glamour

It’s never your own

So long

There’s blood on my shoes

Nobody knows

Because of you

Where did you go

Where did you go

Nobody knows

Where did you go

With our cockeyed wistful vision we’re oblivious

Through all the hell we raised

Maybe that’s how it should stay

When we don’t feel change or pain or ache or lust

You go to reach for the sedative but it’s never enough

For a fake fake spirit and a masquerade

We have so many colors but still dwell in the shade

I play the pugilist the apathist in so many ways

There’s always tomorrow or never

Forever and a day

So long

There’s blood on my shoes

Nobody knows

Because of you

Where did you go

Where did you go

Nobody knows

Where did you go