I Should Have Helped
The Cribs
You should take it back in no circumstance
I understand, remember
The man on the street is wrong
Again
I used to think i knew something that
No one else knew
I was a fool
When a lonely voice in a lonely town
Just couldn't tell
I should have helped out
And the times you'd wait
Outside the coin exchange
With ghosts and rain
You were lost when the cloud came down
My friend
When a loved ones dead
You look at the sky
In a different way, but that's ok
Cos perfect things still can break your heart
That's not to say
I'd ever change that
There's always still quilt
