Two fingers

She don’t like my bedside manner,
And Can’t stand my playboy pride
She really hates my best mate Hannah,
And she slates the way I drive.

She loves to go out for dinner,
But then she holds her tongue all night 
Looks through me like I’m some sinner 
But all my mates think I’m alright 

[Chorus]
So raise a glass to my two fingers, I’ll use my V as a goodbye,
They sold me off a ringer, when I was looking for lovebirds in the sky.
a sad way to be ending, with a gesture from my hand,
But I was always losing really, with your heart of sand.

[Verse 2]
She moans when I drink on Sundays,
Mocks every song I write,
Says my head’s still stuck in the 90s,
And my jokes are just pure shite.
She don't laugh at my dad dancing,
But listens to what all her mates say,
She liked me when we started dating
But I guess she thinks differently today.

[Chorus]
So raise a glass to my two fingers, I’ll use my V as a goodbye,
They sold me off a ringer, when I was looking for lovebirds in the sky.
a sad way to be ending, with a gesture from my hand,
But A fair send-off, I’d say,  for your twisted heart of sand.


[Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]

You tried to smooth me out like butter,  but you missed that I’ve got rough charm,
You wanted things done safely, and I guess i just set off alarms.
You tried to called this love real, I'll call it for what it is, a game 
You folding aces after every deal, and I’m done with all this blame

[Final Chorus]
So here’s to my two fingers — this song’s my last goodbye,
You were never forever, really, just a stop along the ride.
Maybe I’m no angel either, but I'll always take the stand.
I’ve had enough of this drama and your heart of sand.

Staring out the window at 2am, accoustic British rock, anthemic, cosmic psychedelic edge, live, male