- cifra
Dalston Lane seems gray
I've spent all my coins
I'm down to my loins
So I've run away
To a happy ending
And a girl who won't sin
Jot me down in your note book
Keep the lights low if you're sad
Teenage love in a killer pad
Keep clutching your tote bag
N-y-a-f-o
Accept all nerves
Chilled yet reserved
I never was a fan
Of loser candy
The shit I don't need
Jot me down in your note book
Keep the lights low if you're sad
Teenage love in a killer pad
Keep clutching your tote bag
