Crimea Opposite Ends
Isobelle remember how it used to feel
Isobelle remember how it used to feel
Isobelle...
Done something real bad this time,
Practically signed my own death warrant
She was staring right at me burning my eyelashes
Just the two of us left in this rusty old tub
Neither overjoyed to be out of love
Takes one black cloud to spoil the bright day
I was the black cloud, she was the bright day
Isobelle remember how it used to feel, feel, feel, feel
You and I are not those screaming animals
With yellow jealous eyes
And not the decoration of the battle last night
When we wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
Wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
Isobelle...
You look so good I want to see hundreds and thousands of you
Crawling through the desert like a crusade of half dead blue bottles
Our brains leave their skulls
Walk the type of a rabbit in their headlight stares
Melted together like pink and white marshmellows
Yeah I was a fool, yes you were a fool
But who can name a penny who has not been in the pocket of a fool, of a fool, of a fool
Isobelle remember how it used to feel, feel, feel, feel
You and I are not those screaming animals
With yellow jealous eyes
And not the decoration of the battle last night
When we wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
Wake up in the morning both at opposite ends
It's hardly the stuff of legend
I ask the questions
Get down off your broomstick and sweep the floor
Sometimes I think you could be more
Than just a punchbag with lipstick on
When I'm half baked and the red mist is gone
I see you lying there and wish that it could always be this way
That I could die this day
You always lying there, me always half baked
Without a care in the stupid world
Without a stupid world to care about
Isobelle remember how it used to feel
Isobelle, Isobelle remember how it used to feel, feel, feel, feel, feel.
