The mini bar is calling. And it’s always so steep I see the man in the mirror always questioning me He don't look like the man your father’d want him to be Alone on the road, messed up in room 23 Ooh And I can’t do a thing about it Ooh I could sing to a million people to win their hearts I could swim through all of these oceans that keep us...Learn More

It was just chaos from the word go She was a blue eyed brown haired walking talking nightmare I’d be like “Cool, babe” cos she said so It was always easier agreeing with her than to brave the fighting And when a broken record’s skipping stuck in the first verse You try and play it again You’re gonna make it worse At the end of this road we fell...Learn More