the heartbreaks liar my dear the rainfall in morecambe embitters me it soaks my hair and stings my cheeks but you know that i am fond of you and all the things were yet to do procrastination pay no heed of time pursue romance and beak and wine but you know that theyre all fond of you and all the things you claim youll do you will meet her by the statue and youll tell her what she wants to hear dont you know that young hearts bruise so easily and you sound like billy liar my dear local girl put your heart in his hands should it fall apart understand you know that i am fond of you and all the things we will never do her heart her heart her heart