Hey You from Kingfisher by The Boy With The Greyhound Tattoo

Hey Paul
Do you even remember her at all?
The sangria was flowing at 2AM
You disco danced and danced again
Drunkenly joking “I'll see you then”
Hey Paul

Hey Dave
I'm not sure why you chose to run away
From the devastated tears that disguised
Those endless emerald eyes
As you texted your goodbyes
Hey Dave

My head starts spinning at forty-five
Like our seven-inch anthem of youth
My butterflies swarm, my lips are dry
As I try to say - Hey you

Hey Steve
I think you said you needed room to breathe
Like a coward who couldn't commit
As the record sleeves were split
Her perfect smile bewitched
Hey Steve

Hey Chris
Why d'ya have to leave her lost like this
Such a tribute to your slippery guile
She was delicate and wild
A paragon mother and child
Hey Chris

My head starts spinning at forty-five
As my heart keeps the beat of our youth
My butterflies swarm, my lips are dry
As I try to say...

Hey you
I’ll wager you already know the truth
My scrawny arms are strong and sincere
I'm your timid cavalier
The patron saint of fear
Hey you

• Alternative
• britpop
• chamber-pop
• guitar
• indie
• orchestral pop
• United Kingdom