No Devotion - White Hinterland

I hear my father’s voice

Whenever I break something nice

That’s why I’ve no use for anything

So fragile

You are a hummingbird

Too easily provoked

My love’s a cage

Spitting in the cut of your flight

Don’t say you will when you never

Don’t tell me «now» when you mean «later»

Don’t say you love me when we both know better

Is it in my nature, is it in my nature

I feel so lonely

Like a hornet trapped inside a jar

Like a cook without a knife

All pride, no spine

Stroll down from your house

Up on painted hill

Your little pet is tired of your expensive thrills

Careless with freedom, can you carry your loss

Head somewhere warm

For you’ve fucked it all North

Who was I to think me such a prize

Amongst your beautiful objects

I’m always on the run and I hate copy paste for god’s sake

I feel so lonely

Like a hornet trapped inside a jar

Like a cook without a knife

All pride no spine

I feel so lonely

Like a hornet trapped inside a jar

Like a cook without a knife

All pride no spine

I hear my father’s voice whenever I break something nice

I hear my father’s voice whenever I break something nice

I hear my father’s voice whenever I break