Piercing blues

The kitchen door slammed shut I want to go after you but How can you walk in, walk past And begin your plans for the night so fast? I thought we might have a night in instead Bottle of red to bed Obviously not, its ok i'll let you off You only forgot No hand on my knee, no fingers in my hair If i wasn't the optimist id say that you dont care But that isn't true feelings contract Serial killer eye contact Have you seen her piercing blues Have you seen her piercing blues One rule for you is just another to bend Tell me when the pantomine will end You dont think about my feelings I should be sat here, i should be reeling How can i stay mad at you Where do you go when the stars go blue? No hand on my knee, no fingers in my hair If i wasn't the optimist id say that you dont care But that isnt true feelings contract Serial killer eye contact Have you seen her piercing blues? Have you seen her? have you seen her?