Found the hole and slipped on through
Kissed the stones and learnt the lines
Jump the cue all the time forgetting you
Best disheveled lover three [bad [bad word] second to a picket fence
White, nine to five who's just alive

Beyond repair, there is nothing to say
Save some fading regrets, yet I can't be without this
Beyond repair, there is nothing to say
Save some fading regrets, yeah

I need you to be, to be around
I need you to be, to be around
I want you show, to be around
I need you to be, to be around

Spit-shone lies, juggled debts
Planted flags and made regrets
Muddled through all the time forgetting you
Cut your teeth and breezed on to
Another brother fickle ways
So why amazed when it don't, turn out your ways

Beyond repair, there is nothing to say
Save some fading regrets, yet I can't be without this
Beyond repair, there is nothing to say
Save some fading regrets, yeah

I need you to be, to be around
I need you to be, to be around
I want you show, to be around
I need you to be, to be around