Ed Buller - Seconds lyrics

She She used to live near his brother Now she's an unmarried mother With another on the way He's second rate Twisted out of shape It costs so much to look this rough They go to town They like to shop around And look at all those things All those things they never wanted anyway She hates his hair That stupid coat he wears But sometimes second best Is the best that you can get Oh somebody told me; The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days But still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place And still it feels like the morning At night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they make it through to the morning In the morning it's raining Oh Christ you're always complaining Can't you think of something else? It's nearly-nu A bargain basement made for two And if you blur your eyes you could be anywhere you want yourself to be Oh yeah it's bad I know you want to laugh So laugh But sometimes second best Is all you're going to get Oh yeah, oh somebody told me; The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days But still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place And still it feels like the morning At night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they make it through to the morning The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days But still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place And still it feels like the morning At night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they make it through to the morning My god they're still alive; They got it wrong but they still tried And they made it through to the morning