I said Lo…
Lo and behold
I just wanna know
Why I'm so cold
And I hope I learn, before I get old
How I can burn
When I feel so co-oh-oh-old

I've been inside for days
Watching curtains as they sway
Rain just falling like a blade
On me and Mr. Calloway

I got one direction home
Police tape blocking off half the road
Bit fragments of some kid's phone
And a white bouquet on a traffic cone

And there's the man
With four cans of super tea
Having heated conversations
With those I can't even see
And hopefully…
Tomorrow we'll swallow today

I said Lo…
Lo and behold
I just wanna know
Why I'm so cold
And I hope I learn, before I get old
How I can burn
When I feel so co-oh-oh-old

Come and go
The hollow ways
Passing the queue for the pharmacy
Another little bottle of side effects
Another blue pill for your tired s**
And this rain it keeps on falling
Hollywood stars on the black tarpaulin
I swallow, choke
And then take it all in
All in

And there's the man behind the counter in the shop
The one the kids take the piss out of
And I wish that they would stop
But they will not
And tomorrow, we'll laugh at today

I said Lo…
Lo and behold
I just wanna know
Why I'm so cold
And I hope I learn, before I get old
How I can burn
When I feel so co-oh-oh-old