You fell in love with the old me I’ve now changed Don’t you see All my feelings have been rearranged
I used to be quiet and small I’d never speak out I’m now loud and tall I’m ready to shout
You say you like me more now But you always talk bout who i used to be See it’s the end for us my final bow Because you don’t like the new me
I cant pretend anymore That we’re still in love Your not who I’ve changed for You see the new me is very tough
He watches from afar. What shall we do about him. Chances of him leaving are slim I want to go That i know It’s a shot to the heart I knew from the start He was trouble But i was stuck in a bubble Of hell This story I’ll never tell It’s to scary It’s not necessary I’ll take this to the grave I’m not this brave
What we did on our holidays movie starring billy Connolly
mickey have a pee before you go come on get out this house your too slow off too the seaside wish it were me mickey please remember to go have a pee cause it’s nearly a four hour drive there and i know you don’t like to do the loo in the fresh air don’t tell me you don’t need Micky i dont want to have to plead you will be complaining the whole way i really don’t need this today there won’t be a toilet on the road go to the loo and drop off a load that’s it good boy go to the car well done mickey you ar a star
sorry dosnt mean nothing coming from you from anyone else it would mean something you’ve used it to many times sorry isnt enough for some crimes I’ve never even heard you say the truth flute your lyings getting really rude sorry is just a word now I’ve had enough so goodbye ciao this is the end my sorry friend
don’t kill the vibe Graham stay at your own station sit down have a drink don’t bother to even think don’t get your back up keep that smile even if it’s just for a little while go see that girl over there or that boy nobody here cares just be yourself you can’t be anybody else go speak to him just for once go out on a limb what’s the worst that could happen go and find your passion who cares if you like men it’s 2019 so forget them
gazing into your eyes i see where my future lies i dont like what i see all i know is I’m glad your still with me i dont know what happened i looked into your eyes and my mind opened i hate my future already it just seems so empty i need you but i need him too i know you don’t agree but i need you and home here with me i dont want to grow old i know what my future holds and i hate it i think the futures a myth
i come from a land of heroes and fairytales but nowadays the myths are all about the resales I’m from a bonnie place called Scotland a small village in the highlands it’s where my heart stays forever stuck in my old woolly sweater I’m not your stereotypical Scottish girl i dont wear a kilt and haggis makes me hurl I’m not from the city i think the countrysides more pretty i love walks by the Loch side i fly my flag with lots of pride I’m Scottish till the day i die my heart will always love this grey sky
I’ve spent my whole life looking for happiness but it seems that happiness is my weakness every time i smile all i can feel is pain for a while everyone seems so happy while I’m still so snappy everyone has something to live for but i dont and that makes my heart so sore people say things get better with time that the stars will align but that’s not happening for me i will always be sad endlessly
