Postcard of a Painting Songtext
von Maxïmo Park
Postcard of a Painting Songtext
I′m losing more than I'll ever have
I′m losing more than I'll ever give
I'm losing more than I′ll ever have
I′m losing more than I'll ever give to you
Picture me with you
But you couldn′t do it
Everything I said
Was true but I couldn't prove it
Your eyes are so big when they′re so close
Why can't we say goodbye in public?
Your eyes are so big when they′re so close
Why can't we say goodbye in public?
Picture me with you
But you couldn't do it
Everything I said
Was true but I couldn′t prove it
And I′ll admit that there's a web
But it wasn′t me who spun it
Now I've made my bed
But you wouldn′t lie down in it
I wrote my feelings down in a rush
I didn't even check the spelling
Enclosed a postcard of a painting
You are just another thing that I′ve yet to fathom
You are just another thing that I've yet to fathom
And I'm losing more than I′ll ever have
And I′m losing more than I'll ever give to you
Picture me with you
But you couldn′t do it
Everything I said
Was true but I couldn't prove it
And I′ll admit that there's a web
But it wasn′t me who spun it
Now I've made my bed
But you wouldn't lie down in it
I′m losing more than I'll ever give
I'm losing more than I′ll ever have
I′m losing more than I'll ever give to you
Picture me with you
But you couldn′t do it
Everything I said
Was true but I couldn't prove it
Your eyes are so big when they′re so close
Why can't we say goodbye in public?
Your eyes are so big when they′re so close
Why can't we say goodbye in public?
Picture me with you
But you couldn't do it
Everything I said
Was true but I couldn′t prove it
And I′ll admit that there's a web
But it wasn′t me who spun it
Now I've made my bed
But you wouldn′t lie down in it
I wrote my feelings down in a rush
I didn't even check the spelling
Enclosed a postcard of a painting
You are just another thing that I′ve yet to fathom
You are just another thing that I've yet to fathom
And I'm losing more than I′ll ever have
And I′m losing more than I'll ever give to you
Picture me with you
But you couldn′t do it
Everything I said
Was true but I couldn't prove it
And I′ll admit that there's a web
But it wasn′t me who spun it
Now I've made my bed
But you wouldn't lie down in it
Writer(s): Archis Tiku, Lukas James Wooller, Duncan Robert Lloyd, Paul Anthony Smith, Thomas Alexander English Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com