Mosquito on the Wall - The Wombats

I’m the mosquito on your wall

And the doubt in your mind

The seventeen missed calls

And the key you can’t find

Desperation does as desperation feels

I’m the alarm that doesn’t sound

I’m the cork in your wine

You slapped heel on the town and old transactions declined

You were the one song that I could not perform

You used to be my shelter from the storm

And it’s cold out on the West Coast

And it’s lonely by the sea

And the unemployment’s rising

And the paintings never leave

And you said we were forever

As you held me to your chest

I was not your piece of clay, dear

I was your lump of lead

I’m the speed camera in the tree

And the fine you can’t pay

The spinning beach ball on your screen

And the crap excuse when you’re late

You were the only book to ever put me in a trance

Yeah you used to be my amber spyglass

And it’s cold out on the West Coast

And it’s lonely by the sea

And the unemployment’s rising

But we’re still someone to beat

And you said we were forever

As you held me to your chest

I was not your piece of clay, dear

I was your lump of lead

No slow-dancing in the dark

No lifeless kisses in my car

No awkward chats with family

No tired grey personalities

No sensual goes on repeat

Endlessly rolling in the deep

Spending each Friday night at home

I have more fun when I’m alone

And it’s cold now on the West Coast

Yeah, it’s lonely by the sea

And the unemployment’s rising

And we’re still off to Tenerife

Because we know we’re not forever

We’ll do no more than try our best

We’ll never be their piece of clay, dear

We’ll be their lump of lead