You went charging on through the traffic, I took the pavement
Cos the city apologised for breaking hearts
If it's entitled to conclude that
The dice just wasn't loaded from the start
Somewhere in the future, there's a feeling
That feels just like the night we first held hands
Stood on the back row, caked in mischief
As we stood and heckled someone else's band
Would you mind if I missed you missing me?
Would you mind if I missed you missing me?
Would you mind if I missed you missing me?