Underfloor Lover

Underfloor Lover - The Kabeedies

There's no heat left underfloor

A stranger in your bed

A thousand ears met last night

And still ring with what you said

You were cold and you were cruel

Another round to draw some blood

Always you choose to talk

So you don't sink into the mud

Wash black into the basin

Set the blood shot through your eyes

Eat breakfast at the table

As another morning dies

Take your body to the street

In the clothes you wore to dream

Your legs will stall and falter

As your brain bursts to the seams

I'll take these small chances

These nights are just for me

I will stoke the dying embers

For all the world to see

For all the world to see

As the pavement takes the pressure

You seek the bending links

In the chain of friendships you forged

More hollow than you think

The day will come full circle

Surrounded by those friends

Who took offense to your thoughts

On which your world depends

I'll take these small chances

These nights are just for me

I will stoke the dying embers

For all the world to see

There's no heat left underfloor

A stranger in your bed

A thousand ears met last night

And still ring with what you said

You were cold and you were cruel

Another round to draw some blood

Always you choose to talk

So you don't sink into the mud