All the raindrops in the air
Come make a river through my hair
Come down and drown me,
I don't care

Cos it's feelings
That cut you
It's feelings,
I can't bear
But it's feelings
That put you there

All the sickness, all the bruises
All the shit that no one chooses
Bring it on in its disguises
I'll take the knockouts with the prizes

Cos it's feelings
That cut you
It's feelings,
I can't bear
But it's feelings
That put you there

Trying to make some sense
Of why you can't see straight
As the world goes past
Like a pantomime behind the glass
Holding a dead man's hand
As his watch ticks like the rain

Cos it's feelings
That cut you
It's feelings,
I can't bear
But it's feelings
That put you there

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Iain Harvie, Justin Currie