Do you know how long it takes to get from Scotland to Dalston? Didn't think twice, I just got on But if I had thought there might have been a problem, I'd have spared my time instead of feeling hopeless in transit, f**ing hopelessly romantic. The second my feet hit the London concrete, I was gripped by the feeling I had set myself up For another defeat. Isn't it sad how much I want to believe in an honest romance? Am I naive? Because she kissed me doesn't mean she wants me. Oh, why did I come here? The vocal chords of all the friends that recognized me, Asked if I had had come this far just to sit and drink alone in this bar. Were you not this side of town just last week? Heard that you and a friend did a k**er duet at Alibi Karaoke. The rain poured and so did the wine, One more gla** and this should all be fine. So, here's to impulsivity And for all the times I've worn my heart on my sleeve. Another defeat. Isn't it sad how much I want to believe in an honest romance? Am I naive? Because she kissed me doesn't mean she wants me. Oh, why did I come here?