Skinny Love / The A Team

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
Skinny love

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
Skinny love

Who will love you?

And they say she's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen but lately
Her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
‘Cos we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly