Chat In Amsterdam, Winter 2003-Arab Strap

Chat In Amsterdam Winter 2003 - Arab Strap If we're having so much fun, Then why am i crying every monday? Is it just to cancel out the laughter From thursday through to sunday? I spend the next two days in my bed And wonder what it's all about And as soon as I feel okay, I know it's time to go back out I've had the same look on my face f Or the past two lonely years Twenty four months of bargin' pills And cheeky lines and stolen beers In all the pictures that I took, My eyes are so black and wide That you don't have to look too hard to see There's not much life inside A new home to hang my heart is What i thought i'd never find Fate has always intertwined And now i've got a girl in mind And I'm meeting her next week When we get back to glasgow That's if we ever make it And don't get buried in the dutch snow And if my instincts are right, I will fall in love And then have a laugh from time to time And you'll never see me there again When I get home in the morning Trisha's hosting a debate She says, if you don't like the fish you're catching You've got to change the bait