U R UR ONLY ACHING

You are, you're only aching
With angles in your eyes
You are, you're only aching
Uneven, how you've learned to try

Lies
Lies
Lies
Lies

Lies
Lies
Lies
Lie-

Front door keys in London, am I alright?
Think I'm gonna fake it, one, two, revive
Lost some years to talking, now I'm alright
Last train out from under, out of my sight

I don't wanna fake it, aim right metal bar (front door keys in London, am I alright?)
Taking all the weight of you can't even bear to try (think I'm gonna fake it, one, two, revive)
(Lost some years to talking, now I'm alright) feeling darkness on my mark
Last train out from under, out of my sight

I'm in trouble
What am I like?
I'm in trouble
What am I like?
In an old bar
When I've heard it all before
In an old bar
When I've heard it on news
In an old bar
I'm in trouble