The Last Time - The Correspondents

Can’t you see?

I wanted to be just what you wanted from me

But the more I try

The less you spoke but the more you lied

Now we’re over

I tried to cut myself in two

Replace you, lover

And reacquaint myself with the me before the you

The last time

I changed too, please

The last time

You’ll find me on my knees

The last time

I changed too, please

The last time

You’ll find me on my knees

Look at me now

I can dance better than any man

I’m a loaded gun

A five-year-old with a master plan

The old me’s back

I don’t have to hold words on my tongue

No fear of attack

The mad queen in tight jeans has gone

(Find me lover)

To be the one that you must rely on

(Find me lover)

To be the one that you must rely on

(Find me lover)

To be the one that you must rely on

(All the way 'round)

I would’ve changed my ways with you before you’d gone

The last time

I changed too, please

The last time

You’ll find me on my knees

The last time

I changed too, please

The last time

You’ll find me on my knees

I look back now

I see a fool who’s tugged along a lead

For too long

I’d have been taken for a walk without a feed

Now I’ve learned

I can smell neurosis on any neck

(Once burnt twice shy with a spring in every step.)

(All the way 'round)

I would have changed my ways with you before you’d gone

The last time

I changed too, please

The last time

You’ll find me on my knees

The last time

I changed too, please

The last time

You’ll find me on my knees