Her - Tindersticks

Scared of my shadow

Afraid of myself

Never thought I could be so shallow

Resort to playing a man

It’s a thin line that I walk for her

A thin line that I walk

Between myself and what I have to do

The action and the thought

Oh her, her, it’s her

Oh, her, her

Feel like I’ve been dancing

The lights have finally come on

Just waiting for my eyes adjusting

To see how ugly I’ve become

She asked me for no promises

I made them to myself

I’ve given myself no choices now

It’s the only way out

She tied back her hair