The Real Damage (Live At Shepherds Bush Empire 2009)

I woke up on a sofa in an unfamiliar house

Surrounded by sleeping folks that I didn't know.

On failing to find my friends I decided that it was clearly time to go.

So I made my way out of the door as quietly as I could -

There was no one there I knew to say goodbye -

Squinting in the sadly sobering sunshine of the Sunday morning light.

I started the night with all my friends and I ended up alone

Oh yes I started out so happy now I'm hung-over and down.

It was about then that I realized I was half-way through

The best years of my life.

So I scanned the local landmarks trying to find out where I was

And maybe even find a bus back home.

I was longing for a shower and for clean sheets and a charger for my phone.

And suddenly it hit me that I got paid this Friday last

And so I rifled through my pockets for some change.

But all I found was a packet of broken cigarettes and sinking sense of shame.

I had to ask myself well

Is it really worth it

Is any of this worth it

Well the whole thing's far from perfect

But I've yet to figure out a better way to spend my time.

Too many suits and dirty looks made me rack my brains

And the real damage started to sink in.

It'd been quite a heavy weekend but I could just about remember where I'd been.

I stood on a street corner and I felt a little sick.

It was about then that I realized I was half-way through

The first day of the week.