I took out some lyrics in Arctic Monkey's Do I Wanna Know, so it sort of sounds like a poem...
Colour in your cheeks
Get the fear you can't shift the type
Sticks around like something in your teeth
Aces up your sleeve
No idea that you're in deep
Dreamt about you nearly every night this week
How many secrets can you keep
There's this tune I've found
Makes me think of you somehow
Play it on repeat
Until I fall asleep
Spilling drinks on my settee
Do I wanna know
If this feeling flows both ways
Sad to see you go
Sorta hoping that you'd stay
We both know
The nights, mainly made for saying things
That you can't say tomorrow day
Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling
When you've had a few
I always do
I'm too busy being yours
To fall for somebody new
I've thought it through
Crawling back to you.
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