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I've got a heart as empty
As a single guy's fridge,
Two-eighty-six, just lights and draughts.
I open the door anyway,
Like somehow that'll do the trick.
But there's only butter and regrets,
Pure fucking twilight.

I don't really have plans anymore,
I've got ideas sitting in the spare room.
They've been waiting in my head
For several bloody seasons.
I tell myself, "Tomorrow, I'll start."
I say it so fucking often
Tomorrow must hate me personally.

In three seconds,
I'm gonna say I've got fuck all left tae say...

I've got fuck all left tae say.

There.
That's it.

Those were the longest three seconds of my life.

I've let trains go by
Without knowing where they were headed.
No suitcase, no ticket,
Not even a decent reason.
I watch the years disappear
With a wee smile on my face,
And I do absolutely fuck all
To change where I'm going.

I've got memories stuffed in my pockets
But I never take them out.
They smell a wee bit like dust
And summers that have passed.
I'd like tae go back,
Just tae see if I was happy,
But I was already nostalgic back then,
So it probably wasnae any better.

You're a wild one behind a wall of ice,
And I keep the door open,
Waiting for you tae smash through it.
I'm the keeper of a frozen heart,
Standing in front of the lock.
Protecting something
That's already melting behind the wall.

I'm cold in a place
Where nobody else is cold.
I've put my heart in the freezer,
In a thousand years it'll still be yours.
I forgot it in there, obviously.

And I've not even got the energy
To open it up for folk anymore.

I've got a heart as empty
As a single guy's fridge,
But every night
I crack open the freezer door.

Maybe one day
There'll be somebody behind the light.

Or, as usual...

Another beer.

Honestly,
I hope it's a beer.