ROBOT LOVER

you, said to me
that I, would be
the same
as when
I met her

you, said to me
that she, would be
oh, so, clever

but, you see,
re-a-li-ty
got the best of us

you, met him
and I, met her
but I don't even care


champagne kisses
don't mean shit any more
you got me dancing on the factory floor
robot lover
I don't want any more
turn yourself on
and walk out the door

you shot me down,
your wires are crossed
you don't know, what you lost


I, don't want
the symp-a-thy
of your last ciga-rette
I, don't want
to talk about
the things that we regret

the thing, with us
is that, we trust
too much
too make, this work

so, give me
ev-ry-thing
until I cannot think


champagne kisses
don't mean shit any more
you got me dancing on the factory floor
robot lover
I don't want any more
turn yourself on
and walk out the door

you shot me down,
your wires are crossed
you don't know, what you lost

champagne kisses
don't mean shit any more
you got me dancing on the factory floor
robot lover
I don't want any more
turn yourself on
and walk out the door

you shot me down,
your wires are crossed
you don't know, what you lost

robot lover, there's no more us
turn yourself off and pull out the plug
robot lover, there's no more us
turn yourself off and pull out the plug

TRISTAN

Tristan,
you think you're half a man
but you're so much more than that
sat here in the room where you
grew up,
threw up,
chose to loose your mind
so much sadness in those eyes
staring at a pink sunrise
over plastic bags
and a future you're trying to forget

LITTLE RED FLAME

I've been dying to meet you
to please you
in any way I can
if you want to understand me
just be my little red flame

these moments replay
over
and over
'til my bones shake
with apathy

PET SHOP BOYS

i know it feels like we're waiting for nothing
for limbs to fall off
but something good will come
and others are just round the corner
your pet shop boys
and toy cigars
are more real than you think

OUCH

if something's broken twice,
Does that mean it's in quarters?
I thought I wouldn't care
But now I'm here again
I wish I never was
A year on,
I feel no older
Will I always be like this?
Lovesick
For someone who exists
Forever next to me

HEADACHE

my head hurts
From the deafening
Silence between us
And these dying ends of cigarettes
Serve to remind me
of the better boys,
Standing next to you

PLUG DRAIN

we circle round this plug drain of a place
a drug plain
of wasted men,
painful try hards
and hard boy die hards
lard drips from kebabs
onto our dead scene
every man keeping to himself
for fear of being exposed
as a real human being

when you've seen this,
is there any going back?
to the future, maybe
hoverboards and lost footballs
kicked by the bigger boys
away from our tiny hands
these tiny dancers
given the chance
to kill
or be thrilled
by the illness of a group mentality
the sentimentality beaten out of us,
life presented as a game
(not suitable for ages 18 plus)

DON'T PASS GO
don't know too much
and don't question such gods
as TV, tight jeans and that guy with the better ipod than you

because this is what they'll tell you:
put your head down
and your hands up
struggle through anything that makes you different
be depressed but don't talk about it
be undressed but don't walk around with confidence
be impressed but never give a compliment
bend the rules as much as you can to avoid helping others
trouble is something that happens to another person
so keep your hands clean
and your browser history cleaner
be selfish,
not selfless
unless you're stupid
move on the path of least resistance
shoot down anyone with any weakness
like kindness
or shyness
or saying hi, how are you?
to a stranger
and always remember the danger
of thinking for yourself

we circle round this plug drain of a place
a drug plain
of wasted men,
painful try hards
and hard boy die hards
lard drips from kebabs
onto our dead scene
every man keeping to himself
for fear of being exposed
as a real human being