Don't Flake Out on Me

Don't flake out on me
Oh you promised you'd write before Easter
And now you damn well know that it's autumn
And I missed you through the summer months

Oh you promised yourself you'd stop drinking
And I know it's none of my business
But you were mighty and graceful when sober
But all that gin, all that wine

We will always talk this way
Tired and slightly jaded
We will waste our tears
And we'll be waiting years
For the friends who always promised that they'd phone us
We will always feel this way
Faintly optimistic
But we will speak the truth
And we will never lose
All the feeling that our hearts could be unbroken

Don't wimp out on me
Oh I know you've got the strength of twelve oxen
I've seen you get through these things before
Just like you've seen me get through these things before

We will always talk this way
Tired and slightly jaded
We will waste our tears
And we'll be waiting years
For the friends who always promised that they'd phone us
We will always feel this way
Faintly optimistic
But we will speak the truth
And we will never lose
All the feeling that our hearts could be unbroken

Oh we will always feel dismay
It will only ever be okay
What's the point in getting laid?
We are waiting for the better days
We will always feel dismay
It will only ever be okay
What's the point in getting laid?
We are waiting for the better days