The Glamour Chase

Knowing you're wanting a part of me
Only protects that same part of me
Slow to forget doesn't mean to say
I'll be an escort to courtesy
Your charm was your vulnerability

Losing yourself in the glamour chase
Racing with hearts that beat twice the pace
Turning around seeing no one there
Thinking out loud, never one to swear
Not that we all showed if we ever cared

Small talk were never your favourite words
'It's Over', your favourite song
It didn't matter how hard we tried
Comfort is knowing we took so long
So long

Quality knows what is insincere
All is not what it seems to appear
Searching for what in the emptiness
Why all this sudden need to impress?
Why must we always think we know best?

Knowing you're wanting a part of me
Only protects that same part of me
Nursing a nightmare's a poor excuse
It's all the same when you want to lose
No fault of ours if we didn't choose

Small talk were never your favourite words
'It's Over', your favourite song
It didn't matter how hard we tried
Comfort is knowing we took so long
So long

So long