Prizefighter

Prizefighter
Plastic cups, neon signs
I still live at the borderline
The bar we ruled, those Soho nights
You move on, but I stay put
I stay put, I stay put

Cut the thread on our two lives
Where would we be if I had lied?
You were right, no one knows
The love we shared, and yes, I care
Yes, I care, yes, I care
If I could, then I would
Take a piece of the sky down with me
But I should just stay put till you're good
Just say he's really not me, now is he?
When no one looks, I kiss your sign
Still hangs the walls under neon lights
Used to raise my hands, and they'd go wild
Then I burned it down, you never cried
I don't look back 'cause I'm still here
Still swinging high at the borderline
But ghosts cannot apologise for the hearts they broke
Oh, is it my heart that's still broke?
If I could, then I would
Take a piece of the sky down with me
But I should just stay put till you're good
Just say he's really not me, now is he?

You should've seen me in my glory, in my glory
In my cups, I was on fire
But I should just stay put till you're good
Just say he's really not me, now is he?
En el mundo de luces de neón y vasos de plástico, todavía me encuentro en el límite. Recordando aquellas noches en Soho, el bar que dominábamos. Mientras tú avanzas, yo permanezco en mi lugar...