Paul Smith - While You're In The Bath lyrics

In a top floor flat In the corner of the city Waiting for your hair to dry Sitting through a pile of clean clothes Waithing at a bus-stop for a downport to pa** How long will this last? Washing up with cold water while you're in the bath Resisting the temptation to look through the crack Of the bathroom door Though I've seen it before Carpentry and magazines Flights of stairs and wooden creaks You've been calling to me Long hauls and steep streets Places I never reach It's just a figure of speech Washing up with cold water while you're in the bath Resisting the temptation to look through the crack Of the bathroom door Though I've seen it before And the nights just get harder Synapses like brick walls And my sensations are suspended And I wish I could love you Like I wanted to love you I'm falling to bits But I'll get used to it...