refrain 3-2 (the last of england) - Cosima

The first time I kicked you out

The whole block was watching

The second time wasn’t as loud

But it was ten times as sad

Seven days of the week

I’m curled up under ceilings, oh

He’s a lot like you

I can’t figure out what he’s feeling

Just one summer with him, ah

There’s nothing better than that, no

There’s nothing sadder than that, ah

Just one summer with him, oh

Listening to England lose, ah

There’s nothing better than this, ah

Nothing sadder than this, no

Just one summer with you, ah

Nothing better than that, no, no

There’s nothing better than this, now

Nothing sadder than, sadder than this, oh