She is a belter Different from the rest Diamonds on her finger And she always looks her best She is a gangster With a hundred mile stare When she walks Her feet don't touch the flair She is a belter She plays with lightning I'm a hundred miles high Dishing out the thunder Like a God inside the sky She is a dancer And she dances in my dreams Reminds me that the world Is not as evil as it seems She is a belter No happy endings Unless fairytales comes true But she looks like a princess And there's not much else to do I think I love her She gets underneath my skin But I've been stung a few times So I don't let no one in Not even belters She is a belter She is a belter She is a belter How can she reach me When I'm high above the shelf? Lost inside a smoke ring While I ponder tae myself Is she the answer To the question in my mind? Is happiness an option Or has love just turned me blind? Is she a belter? No happy endings Unless fairytales comes true But she looks like a princess And there's not much else to do I think I love her She gets underneath my skin But I've been stung a few times So I don't let no one in Not even belters She is a belter She is a belter She is a belter

This is the beginning of the rest of your life You better start moving like you're running out of time The realisation coming over your mind That it should be a canter If you could just find the answer You know it could be a canter If you're just a wee bit less of a wanker More than half of the time This is the beginning of the rest of your life You better start grafting 'cause you're running out of time The roof is on fire, it's raining outside But it should be a canter If you could just find the answer You know it could be a canter If you're just a wee bit less of a wanker More than half of the time Because the hardest part of the game Isnae even playing the game It's caring enough to care about the things that you're doin' Oh it's a wee cryin' shame Here comes the rain This is the beginning of the rest of your life You better start grafting 'cause you're running out of time The roof is on fire, it's raining outside But it should be a canter If you could just find the answer You know it could be a canter If you're just a wee bit less of a wanker More than half of the time They tell you it's not easy They tell you that it's hard They tell you it's impossible to mend a broken heart The lead role in a tragedy, pretending that it's art It's hard to see the finish when you don't know where to start I could write a stanza, then put you in a song Detail all the times when you were right and I was wrong Flashbacks to the only place I felt like I belong You'll never be a king when you're acting like a pawn Because the hardest part of the game Isnae even playing the game It's caring enough to care about playing the game Oh it's a wee cryin' shame Here comes rain

I lack the colors Reflected in your eyes When you look up to the sky To me they don't seem to appear And I didn't cry For that flamingo stuck in salt Didn't care for it at all While you, you couldn't hold your tears Your fascination Has always fascinated me You make it harder to believe That I was ever really here I try not to understand Just try not to understand For I've seen enough To know where I belong And you can't prove me wrong, no Those modest sayings That mean so much to you With me they've never gotten through I've always needed bigger words But none of your colors Can be found within the lines Of the pages I made mine And the more we drift apart The more they start to blur I tried not to understand Just tried not to understand I've seen enough To know where I belong And there you prove me wrong For when I recall All the nights that we have lost Waking in your love I cry I cry