The Invention of Ordinary Everyday Things - The Lucksmiths

When my friend comes over

We sit on the sofa

And most of our clothes are other people’s

With hairstyles the same as

The rich and the famous

We’re certainly no strangers

To pins and needles

She’s caught up completely

In afternoon TV

She smiles when she sees me

A sheepish grin

We might be dressed as

The young and the restless

But the one thing we’re best at

Is sleeping in

She’s OK occasionally

Not today, but wait and see

Now we’re talking

But look how we’re yawning

It’s one in the morning

And there’s two on the couch

A hand to hold or a comforting shoulder

It’s time that I told her I’m all talked out

She’s telling me she’s tired of relationships

And I’m bending bits of wire into paperclips