Ivy Tree

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A Sunday afternoon

Shopping at the car boot

For useless things to fill my room

I wanted to choose

And build a house for two

I'd sell the sky all of my blue

To convince it's something new

You bartered the fool

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

Late night dancing with my broom

Pretending it's you

She ain't half as cool

With the state that your kidney's in

You shouldn't be colouring

Your cheeks with the Maybelline

With hope that you were bringing back your youth

The one that spiralled out of truth

You bartered the fool

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

And you talk a lot

You chase stars on too much (and you talk a lot)

You chase stars on too much (and you talk a lot)

You chase stars on too much (and you talk a lot)

You chase stars on too much (and you talk a lot)