Stuart Murdoch - Stills lyrics

Baby, baby I've been banned from dreaming about you I've been banned from going to an X Standing outside Looking at the stills of you Babe, you were at your best Sadness suits you It loves the bruises in your eyes Kisses of milk Lips shaking like you're gonna cry So I'm writing a song And I'm getting a lot of work done I smoke two packs a day I write in my diary Hang out with my dog Hey fella, I've been banned from thinking about you I've been banned from even saying your name History changed Like Russia in the seventies I see you in her car See you at parties Then you moved Don't see you anymore The town is a drag A rock without a diamond So I'm writing a song and I'm getting a lot of work done I smoke two packs a day I'm playing a lottery Walking with my dog Yeah, I'm writing a song And I'm singing around the kitchen Now I'm winning at the pub quiz on a Tuesday So long, so long, so long