Bad Medicine

Hands on the wheel watched the traffic move
Ran it over and over again in your head
Find time on your own while the city sleeps
History lifting like cobblestones
Argument played through a megaphone
She led ,you followed, you left her, you coward

Parked up where you could see the Clydeport crane
Ran it over and over again in your head
You hope that your thoughts and the world will end
Or swallowed by the river you’ll be pushed out to sea

Pride makes us do stupid things
It’s unkind bad medicine

Hands on the wheel watched the traffic move
Ran it over and over again in your head
Every word that you said was a fiction, Backed up in anger
And why are you here in car by the river
No closer to being forgiven

Pride makes us do stupid things
It’s unkind bad medicine

Parked up where you could see the Clydeport crane
Ran it over and over again in your head
And you know that you shouldn’t say those things
But you did and you can’t take them back

Pride makes us do stupid things
It’s unkind bad medicine

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