Something To Lose - Heatmiser

Framed hands make the moon come down

I’m sick of my plans

Tired of waiting around

I can’t try cos I know that you need somebody tonight

Something to lose

I’m waiting for a sign

Something to lose

You’re always looking down from a picture frame

It’s sickening how we just get in each other’s way

I can’t be shocked like I was before

So don’t throw your rocks at my window no more