You Are Not the Voice in Your Head - The Streets

I look at my watch for the time this second

But then at my phone to confirm it’s true

She comes back in from the bathroom smelling

The same as before but I guess a bit new

«There's no such thing as a joke», she says

«There's only jest with the truth»

But she accepts the apology I never said

And I get on with attempting to be cute

Her eyes look Photoshop catch like wet

Could see the reflection back behind my head

Every time her eyes closed I dreamed a whole thread

But reality was better than the truth

I said, «I hope girls will start to instead

Because now men can’t try the first move»

I knew it wasn’t clever, it was wrong saying out

Her eyes rolled like a fruit machine not paying out

She said, «Don't be that guy when we’ve only just met

Don’t try the trousers of what doesn’t suit you»

You are not the voice in your head

You’re the one who listens to it

She checked her feed and I grabbed at the menu

And I felt like a child letting go of a balloon

I said, «It's just too hard to know how to tread

I need more time guys so just try to keep it moving»

No more time guys become and all over rash

And it takes you by shock, it gets just fucking, «Ooh»

I was leaning in to try to get a little bit friendly

We were shooting up the bar with arrows of cupid

Wondered whether she felt like she was sitting in the bath

And then moved and was cold and was covered in goosebumps

Said if me and her threw our problems on a stack

I would see hers and I’d want mine back

You are not the voice in your head

You’re the one who listens to it

You are not the voice in your head

You’re the one who listens to it

In the real world girls aren’t making moves

Someone needs to if we want the race to continue

I pointed but we almost kinda near enough touch

She remained still and didn’t duck when we didn’t touch

You’re all lost, you’re eating sweets at the seaside

Women need to be free so we can free you guys

You kiss the toy then avoid what’s important

You miss the point like you miss the toilet

Awkward, thirsty, trying to corner off

She caught me at my worst like the boy in my corner shop

How the hell’s a man supposed to know why you are saying things

When it is against the rules to find out straight

Despite what it might seem like it’s fucking implicit

What someone thinks about you is none of your business

You are not the voice in your head

You’re the one who listens to it

You are not the voice in your head

You’re the one who listens to it