[Verse 1: Gareth, Gareth & Aleks]
I think we need more post-coital
And less post-rock
Feels like the build-up takes forever
But you never get me off
You pull your dress over your face
And I stare down towards my chest
Chastise both our greasy hair
Wonder whose gut is the softest
Stand with my ear to the door
Listening to the landing floorboards
Working out when we'll be safe
To dash from mattress to your bathroom
Where I ball my fingers into fists
Until my knuckles glow bright white
Press the heels into eye-sockets
'Til I see the flashing lights
Stop me when my stories change
When they have started to repeat
'Cause last time I was a mess of sleep
Of icy feet
[Chorus: Los Campesinos!]
So baby, all apologies
It was going to happen, inevitably, oh
I think we need more post-coital
And less post-rock
Feels like the build-up takes forever
But you never get me off
You pull your dress over your face
And I stare down towards my chest
Chastise both our greasy hair
Wonder whose gut is the softest
Stand with my ear to the door
Listening to the landing floorboards
Working out when we'll be safe
To dash from mattress to your bathroom
Where I ball my fingers into fists
Until my knuckles glow bright white
Press the heels into eye-sockets
'Til I see the flashing lights
Stop me when my stories change
When they have started to repeat
'Cause last time I was a mess of sleep
Of icy feet
[Chorus: Los Campesinos!]
So baby, all apologies
It was going to happen, inevitably, oh
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