Plaster Lyrics

I'm sorry darling

I haven't got a cool tattoo

'Cause I am just a kid that's born to lose

I'm sorry baby

I haven't got a six pack too

'Cause I just like my beer and cheap fast food

But you keep calling back for me

'Cause his last text was ten past three in the afternoon

In the afternoon

And you keep falling for his tricks

And his hairstyle don't seem so slick

And you're so confused, well you're so confused

Baby, I will be your plaster

If you need looking after when you're cut and bruised

Baby, I'll be your ever after

You can share my mattress when you're feeling blue

When you're feeling blue

I'm sorry lovely

I haven't got a fancy car

I don't even know if it will start

I'm sorry baby

I haven't got a big ego

I'll be patiently waiting for you and we can just take it slow

But you keep stringing me along

So I keep writing stupid songs

About all your ways, oh your wicked ways

Baby, I will be your plaster

If you need looking after when you're cut and bruised

Baby, I'll be your ever after

You can share my mattress if you're feeling blue

If you're feeling blue

If you're feeling blue

If you're feeling blue

Baby, I will be your plaster

I will be your plaster

Your plaster

Baby, I will be your plaster