Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh the graffiti on the train oh no
 Rolled into her life
 Oh the graffiti on the train oh

 Sets out, he left his lover sleeping
 Rain falls, he's drowning in his secret
 Wet streets are quiet as a church hall
 Last house where children kick the football
 Crossroads, his heart is beating faster
 Getting close to asking her the question
 "Marry me" he wants to paint the words on
 The night train he's hiding with his spray cans
 Tonight he's going to ride
 When the paint is done and dried [bad word] on

 Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh she'll never be the same oh no
 Rolled into her life
 Oh the graffiti on the train oh

 Day breaks, his lover yawns and wakes up
 Sips a cup and dusts her face in make up
 Platform, she hears the people whisper
 Someone died, they surfed the train and slipped up
 [bad word]  the coach she's always used to
 The doors read a "Marry me, I love you"
 Heart stops ecstatic and suspicious
 She makes the call but he don't pick the phone up
 The train sped down the line
 It was the last train he would ride oh no

 Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh the graffiti on the train
 Oh she will never be the same
 Rolled into her life
 Oh the graffiti on the train oh