Got to Let the Good Times Back into Your Life - Razorlight

I want to talk to her, I get a call from her

I hear that music and I sing along

For all the skulls, they keep on talking

You got a landline but you never call it

It was the first time, you were the punchline

Maybe it could melt in your mouth alright, but

You wonder why you’re all alone

You got to figure it out, my

You got to let the good times back into your life

You got to let the good times back into your heart

Oh, Bellesy got wiser than she was before

Saying, just saying till you’re nothing much more

Diane left her shadow on the parquet floor

And I’m psychomagic scrubbing it out

All through the timespan, all through the lifespans

We love into the opposites of critical thought

Maybe the engine blow, maybe your mind explode

Maybe you figure it out, my god, my little girl

You got to figure it out, alright

You got to let the good times back into your life

You got to let the good times back into your heart

You got to let the good times back into your

And you got to let the good times back into your

And you got to let the good times back into your

And you got to let the good times back into your heart