Do My Coping

I never figured out why I’m so incapable
We locked eyes and I tried to guess your thoughts
Is this why she picked me?
The answer’s no, but I can’t convince you
Let’s joke about numberplates instead

Let’s drink beer and pretend
"Estrella Damm, please, and don’t forget my black change tray"
Let’s laugh and speak of inconsequential things
Let’s run away and be married
I’ll bake cakes and you’ll do my coping

I swear I don’t just look to be looked after
We locked mouths and I felt you share my heart
Do you know I love you?
The answer’s yes, but I can’t seem to show it
Let’s rant about Bush instead

Let’s drink wine and pretend
"Carpaccio, please, and don’t forget to hold the rocket"
Let’s laugh and speak of world-issue things
Let’s run away and be married
I’ll make lasagne and you’ll do my coping

I’ll sing with Adam and you’ll do my coping
I’ll grow old badly and you’ll do my coping

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