we went to new york the air was still warm we walked round the shops and cafes and i tried to work ignoring my hands didn t follow the leads in my brain cause all of those footsteps kept follow me round and all of those voices made noise without sound and we danced like you do when on holiday and we drank like you do when you have nothing much to say on your marks do si do facing your partner bottoms up and refill i m still hungover and that look on your face made me feel like a crook from an albert camus book a stranger in a strange land a stranger to myself and scary as hell that look on your face as if nothing had changed like in eleanor rigby no one was saved and we danced like you do when on holiday and we drank like you do when you have nothing much to say on your marks do si do facing your partner bottoms up and refill and we danced to war and we danced to peace and we danced to everything that s in between and we drank to love and we drank to hate and we drank to everything before it was too late and we danced like you do when on holiday and we drank like you do when you have nothing much to say and we danced like you do when on holiday and we drank like you do when you have nothing much to say on your marks do si do facing your partner bottoms up and refill i m still hungover i m still hungover