Rubbish Cans - Eliza Doolittle

When I catch the lift to reach a higher floor,

I always push the button to close the door,

I’d rather run away from saying hello,

I’d rather be cold and wait for the bus

and there’s no such thing as a stranger I trust

I tried to put my make-up on, to cover up whats wrong,

Doesn’t stop it running down, with the thunder clouds,

I need to chill against the rubbish cans

And learn to live with dirty hands,

I tried to put my make-up on, but I’m not fooling anyone

Didn’t I know,

Didn’t I know,

Why didn’t I know,

Didn’t I know,

Why

Theres no profession when I’m afraid

(when I’m, when I’m afraid of the days)

I let my pride come and take the reigns

(my pride come take the reigns)

Now you can offer a shoulder for me to lean

Thats what I need to give it away

Cause I kept inside with a lock and chain

I tried to put my make-up on, to cover up whats wrong,

Doesn’t stop it running down, with the thunder clouds,

I need to chill against the rubbish cans

And learn to live with dirty hands,

I tried to put my make-up on, but I’m not fooling anyone

Didn’t I know

why didn’t I know

A scar, a scar’s are down my face

Didn’t I know

Why didn’t I know?

And I cant avoid the mess I’ve made

I tried to put my make-up on, to cover up whats wrong,

doesn’t stop it running down, with the thunder clouds,

I need to chill against the rubbish cans,

And learn to live with dirty hands

I tried to put my make-up on, but I’m not fooling anyone

Didn’t I know

Why didn’t I know

Didn’t I know.

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