Paper soldiers

I’m a little bit lost

And a little bit lonely,

In the city....

But don't feel pity....

Don't feel pity

I've got a little bit stuck

And a little bit stoned,

In the summer....

Telling me he's a gonner..

Yes, He's a gonner

(Pre-Chorus)

taxis screaming past us

In the early hours,

And the grieving widows

Have delivered all their flowers ,

..

Yes I was the king... of these nowhere towns

Paper soldiers dressed up in Christmas crowns,

Times lost its meaning in this social trial

They keep talking about tomorrow,

but i don't listen now

Im a little bit stunned,

And a little bit stuck,

In the past....

thinking im living too fast.....

Living too fast

Im a little bit backwards,

In coming forward,

With romances....

Telling me who he fancies....

Is who I really fancy

(Pre-Chorus)

taxis screaming past us

In the early hours,

And the grieving widows

Have delivered all their flowers ,

Yes I was the king... of these nowhere towns

Paper soldiers dressed up in Christmas crowns,

Times lost its meaning in this social trial

They keep talking about tomorrow,

but i don't listen now

We had cigarette sunsets on bedroom walls,

Missed connections from our midnight calls,

Our photographic memories have all started to eraze

All the love and the lies, and the ones who finally got laid

I was the king, of these nowhere towns

Paper soldiers dressed up in Christmas crowns,

Time lost its meaning in this social trial

They keep talking,

But i don't listen now