Pick Pocket-Iwan Rheon

Pickpockets for an hour or two I'm glad I picked you We're steppingstones across broken lives Our boots are new blued And I lost myself out on the street last night I told you I could Tread egg shells and platics cups And walk with sly lust Go get her Go get her Shed water for an hour or two Fantasm kung fu Our feet can touch the floor if they want We're drawn in cartoons And we lost ourselves out on the streets last night I hoped that we would 'Cuz icicles will melt or they'll pop When this is hard rock Go get her Go get her 'Cuz we lost ourselves out on the streets last night I told you we could Saved oursleves for these saturday fights Well most are a assured They say that I've been waiting way too long Well could, would, I should A liar for an hour or two Think this thing through No tikking clocks Or fear of loss Wrapped prayers and shamed truths Well if we lost oursleves out on the streets last night Then maybe we should Throwing these precious and pints Hearts flutter and then fine Go get her Go get her 'Cuz we lost ourselves out on the streets last night I told you we could Save ourselves for these saturday fights Most are assured They say I've been waiting way too long Well could, would, I should Go get her Go get her 'Cuz we lost ourselves out on the streets last night I told you we could Save ourselves for these saturday fights Most are assured They say I've been waiting way too long Well could, would, I should Pickpockets for an hour or two I'm glad I picked you