Lyrics Letter To My Son - Bloc Party

I found myself
At the point where we kissed first
On a rooftop overlooking
The East London mosque
They say, they say, they say, they say
"You can't go around
Breaking young girls' hearts"
I say, I say, I say, I say
Keep it casual, easy thing
And you looked so right
In that red dress
Oh, how I'd love to be a rock for you
To be anything you could rely on
So I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
But I'll get caught out
So we'll try, we'll try, we'll try, we'll try
But we forget the lines
Forget the lines
And you looked so wanton
In the back of the car
Like you could start a hundred wars
See what trouble wicked thoughts cause
By the bedroom door, the kitchen floor
I tried, I tried, I tried
I tried, I tried, I tried
Oh Marlena, I'm too young
To be the father to our son
I tried, I tried, I tried
I tried, I tried, I tried
Forgive me Oscar