Gilroy

Written By: Gilroy

How many times have I got to say this jagged love is true before I get it through to you, how many times are you gonna mess me up or shoot me down, leave me down here on the ground well I've got a way with words, normally I'm heard but I was tongue tied and twisted when I realised you existed and I can't stop thinking of you.

How many times have I got to fake it like I think its true, perfect this public attitude, how many times are you gonna dress it up like breaking down before you wake and come around and how did you ever think that this could be better than the ordinary, drop the hammer on me cause I can't stop thinking of you.

You only call me when you need me, you only need me when you're down.

Written By: Gilroy

Man, he won't be free
A woman has no reason to read
We cure a fever with a bleed
We must keep these blacks on their knees
I guess we got it all wrong

I help out the folk who look like me
Ignore the pain I cannot see
I stare where my moral compass leans
Its spring is wound up by the light of a TV screen
I guess we got it all wrong

Every generation a repeat
Its easier to let it be
The same solution endlessly
Give up what you want for what they need
I guess we got it all wrong

When I grow up I will be free
If I love you, then you'll love me
I guess we got it all wrong