The Football Club - Do It Yourself! lyrics

[Verse 1] If I can think of something I'd like on my brand new twenty-one-year-old skin For the rest of my life by the time that my drunken, dumb, best friend's done Tying a needle to a pen, we've got about thirty seconds left To pick a drawing from the notebook at the foot of her bed Yeah, it's a wooden floor type of, linoleum type of drunk And my head's too full of stars to stand up [Verse 2] Now we're sitting cross-legged on your kitchen floor with a record on By a sh**ty local band but they've never sounded this grand And then you flash a smile at me and self-deprecatingly You ask me what hair colour you should change to this week And then you ask me quietly if I might like to stay And I say, "Yeah, of course!", I make harder decisions every single day [Verse 3] You've got some on your hips and even more on your wrists And I wanted to get a dog, but you said that was too ambitious But it's the length of the silences and the look in your eyes That makes me hope you might kiss me against your roommate's wall while your friends wait outside Or maybe I'll work out a better way to say how I feel and turn this into something real Than just staying quiet and hoping you'll speak up [Verse 4] If there's a will there is a way, if there's a pill that I can take To make it easier to say, it doesn't matter anyway If there's a will there is a way, if there's a pill that I can take To make it easier to say, it doesn't matter anyway Yeah, it's a wooden floor type of, linoleum type of drunk And my head's too full of stars to stand up