Hell is round the corner

Song of the day;;

→ Arctic Monkeys - Do Me A Favour

Well, the mourning is complete

And there was tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat

Several hours or several weeks

I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak

It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill

And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone, they'll tell you that

It's these times that it tends

To start to break in half, to start to fall apart

Oh, hold onto your heart

Do me a favour and break my nose

Do me a favour and tell me to go away

Do me a favour and stop asking questions

She walked away while her shoes were untied

And the eyes were all red, you could see that we'd cried

And I atched and I waited 'till she was inside

Forcing a smile and waving goodbye

Curiousity becomes a heavy load

Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold

Curiousity becomes a heavy load

Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold

And do me a favour and ask if you need some help

She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself

And to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off might be too kind

Perhaps fuck off might be too kind