King Creosote & Jon Hopkins - Running On Fumes lyrics

And what do you mean? Our hill's not all that steep When the gauge reads half a tank And yet you run on fumes for a week And you and I, we once looked fine Until you split your lip against the side of my face So why do we bother with all this fighting? And especially at our age And you never did Write down their names So why break bones for them? And blackened nights you rage And you and I, we once looked great And you and I, we sounded fine And you had hit notes, but also high kerbs I gave one stares, but I now take shorter steps For after our accident we lost our no claims And now I hate those pastel shades That are just within my vision range And you and I, we once looked fine Until you split your lip against the side of my face So why do we bother with all this fighting? And especially at our age