Thea Gilmore - Not Alone lyrics

You sat in the back with all of your bags packed A torn bit of paper from under the stairs And you're following your heart but the heart is an axe And it's calling her number but she isn't there So it cuts through the air and it chalks up the losses And carves her initials into your right hand Cos truth is a trick it's a tired dominatrix But truth's not exactly what you had planned Now you're driving driving home And you're sure you're not alone She lit you like christmas the day you first met her A red dress and champagne a spider of smoke And you know yeah you know that you should have known better But she pressed up against you and laughed at your jokes It'd sure been a while since you'd felt that it mattered Sweat and white skin and the smell of perfume One little touch your illusion was shattered You led her out to your car and you rented a room Now you're driving driving home And you're sure you're not alone For a while the pretense was a welcome companion A colourful footnote in a black and white week And you swear yeah you swear that you did respect her But respect just showed up in blue marks on her cheek And she tried a few tricks but you knew how to find her And then she just left like smoke in a gla** And there wasn't a trace save a newsprint reminder You'd say you'd been working if anyone asked Now you're driving driving home And you're sure you're not alone Now you're driving driving home And you'd swear you're not alone