Darren Hayman - You Can't Tell Her Anything lyrics

I can see through my dirty window The bindweed around the trellis I can see through my dirty window The bike and the rust Sarah moved here in 97' She couldn't go to bed without a drink She couldn't lie, but she could think With her forehead on my dirty window Whenever she came She never bought wine The better she looked each time Whenever she left She took all my best intentions and turned around I can see through my dirty window A garden the size of a shed We would take chairs on the rubble, the mud And sort of be in love Whenever she came She never bought wine The better she looked each time Whenever she left She took all my best intentions and turned around You can't tell her anything