Wolves - One Night Only

It’s a thin and pale morning

In a tangle of sheets

Waking to an air of disease

I’m being forced to find a reason

But with the secrets you keep

Truth is as best bittersweet

Well you never were one for ties, still

You’ll have to draw the line at someone

Wind like a knife and it turns from time to time, yeah

I don’t expect you’re so familiar

How it feels with the wolves at your heels

Chasing you through my head

It’s a game I’ve tried to forget

I tried to forget

It’s a thin pale morning

With an hour of sleep

Making maybe three for the week

And when I’m claiming pride and reason

Then it crawls to your feet

Truth and bittersweet

you know I never romanticise, so

Now I have to draw a line at someone

Wind like a knife that you turn to keep the time, so

I don’t expect you’re so the tempo

How it feels as the wolves take skin from your heels

Placing crowns on your head, it’s a game of what you felt then

How it feels with the wolves your heels

Chasing you through my head

It’s a game I’ve tried to forget

I tried to forget

I tried to forget

I tried to forget