Bikes -

You haven’t even seen the worst of it all

You saw the writing on your bedroom walls

Oh yeah

You try and try to make the pieces fit

But you still don’t know where your intentions sit

Oh yeah

You think you’re doing all you can?

He’s busy drawing up the battle plans

To steer you clear

It doesn’t matter what you say

You’ll be loved some other day

And in the time that you must wait

There’s no excuse to turn to hate

Collecting dust and stashed away

You saved that ride for a sunny day

Okay

Long gone without a kiss goodbye

You still can’t see that your intentions lie

Alright

Leaving nothing but a bicycle

A sore reminder of a life with her

Oh yeah

It gets worse before it gets better

It doesn’t matter what you say

You’ll be loved some other day

And in the time that you must wait

There’s no excuse to turn to hate

I say death to dirty tricks

If that’s how you get your fix

Just pick the time and the place and we’ll work it out

We’re gonna strike at the core of what it’s all about

Take a break from the things you can do without

It’s really not so bad to let your conscience guide you

It doesn’t matter what you say

You’ll be loved some other day

(To have loved and lost, better luck next time)

And in the time that you must wait

There’s no excuse to turn to hate