Songs
Nowhere to Run
She joins her housemate sitting at the table in the kitchen,
Swapping tales and drinking tea, discussing schedules on TV
Deciding on, which programme’s best
She pours another from the pot, thinking this guy is really hot
Shifting forward on her chair, she smiles at him, twiddles her hair
And feels the knot, inside her chest
If only she could tell him how she really feels and sod the rest
But she’ll curl up all alone in bed that night and she’ll hold her breath
Listening for the squeaky hinges on his bedroom door
Praying that when he comes home he will be on his own
Then she’ll sleep, like a child once more
Then she’ll sleep, like a child once more
Each morning after breakfast they have coffee sat together
Talk about the day to come, complain about the weather
Till the time comes round to drag herself away.
She leaves for work, planning ahead dramatic scenes inside her head
Practising her words unspoken, how her heart is always broken
Every time he looks the other way
Why is it sometimes that words are often difficult to say.
So she has to force a smile every time he brings a girl back home again
Pretending that she’s happy while her demons rip her up inside
Leaving them discretely, she secretly wonders how to talk to him
But if she did, she’d have nowhere to hide
But if she did, she’d have nowhere to hide
It’s a first class mess, it’s a catch twenty two situation
You’re damned if you do and your damn well damned if you don’t
But you’ve got to grab the bull by the horns and ask the question
Until you do, you’ll never know if he will or he won’t
They often go out just as friends which kind of drives her round the bend
They’ll catch a movie, watch a play, see a band or spend the day
Just chilling out and having fun
She knows that time is running out, she has to act and there’s no doubt
The next girl that he meets could be the one for all eternity
His bride to be, the special one
And she’ll be left upon the shelf regretting what she hadn’t done
But she’s scared that if she tells him how she feels he’ll run away
Or laugh at her behind her back when all is said and done
It’s hard to tell a friend that you’ve stupidly fallen in love with them
‘Cos when you do, you have nowhere to run.
‘Cos when you do, you have nowhere to run.