Do you know how long it takes to get from Scotland to Dalston?
Didn't think twice, I just got on
But if I had thought there might have been a problem,
I'd have spared my time instead of feeling hopeless in transit,
f**ing hopelessly romantic.
The second my feet hit the London concrete,
I was gripped by the feeling I had set myself up
For another defeat.
Isn't it sad how much I want to believe in an honest romance?
Am I naive?
Because she kissed me doesn't mean she wants me.
Oh, why did I come here?
The vocal chords of all the friends that recognized me,
Asked if I had had come this far just to sit and drink alone in this bar.
Were you not this side of town just last week?
Heard that you and a friend did a k**er duet at Alibi Karaoke.
The rain poured and so did the wine,
One more gla** and this should all be fine.
So, here's to impulsivity
And for all the times I've worn my heart on my sleeve.
Another defeat.
Isn't it sad how much I want to believe in an honest romance?
Am I naive?
Because she kissed me doesn't mean she wants me.
Oh, why did I come here?