Wharf Me - Gomez, Gray, Ben Ottewell

Mr. Jones, you’ve been wasted before

Rest your head on this dirty old floor

And everybody’s mind turned to what they knew before

And everybody’s mind turned off

She falls inbetween

Close your eyes, you’ll be dreaming once more

Candlelight, things are clearer than before

Everybody’s mind turned to what they knew before

Everybody’s mind turned off

She falls inbetween

She falls inbetween

Maddest, maddest, maddest day

When I’m by your door, come out to play

We will dance and we will sway

We will go so far you’ll want to stay

Saddest, saddest, saddest day

When I’m by your door, on winter’s day

She falls inbetween

She falls inbetween