All the Love & Hate - Milburn

We’re held together by sellotape

And despite the times I’ve tried, my feet won’t walk away

A perforated line waiting to be torn

A long foregone conclusion, just waiting to be drawn

And the truth is we don’t know what we’re doing

You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over

Talking like a child trying to save face

My head lost to my heart in a hundred metre race

A matter of time, depending on your age

Caught between the morning and the darkest places

And the truth is we don’t know what we’re doing

You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over

Yeah the truth is we don’t know what we’re doing

You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over

Then it all takes shape

Every line on your face moves to create

That old familiar frown

Then it all falls down without a word or sound

All the love and hate held by sellotape

All the love and hate held by sellotape

All the love and hate held by sellotape

All the love and hate