Pocket

I know"not now, not ever" is what I said before

But now I see the light buzzing on my Malm

You've applied some picture pressure for me to crumple to your door

You know I thought I might have got over you by now

I do everything to not reply

I turn back over rub my eyes

Re-read your message twenty times

Who do I think I'm kidding

Pick my pocket, I'll pretend I didn't see

Nick my wallet, take some cash and cut yourself a key

I try it and I can't knock it