Grace - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Kyle Falconer]

I know it’s not your time yet but I see you coming over the hill

Blaming everything on me is that

The way you get your kicks and your thrills

You should spare a little time for your mind and then your body and soul

You act a little crazy but I know you’ve got it under control

And this is me trying to be kind I want you to know

This whole banging on the roof and stamping on the floors getting old

Let's come to an agreement there’s no need to get the police involved

A minor little headache can be cured by a little resolve

And this is me trying to be kind, I want you to know

You seem to pardon all my favours now

Sometimes

I’m a sober boy and you’re a lonely girl

So let's give it up and stay out of each other’s worlds

Is there any need in bringing in the butchers for a bit of a scare?

I’ve had so many hidings in this city that they’ve stopped being rare

This is me trying to be kind I want you to know

You seem to pardon all my favours now

Sometimes

I’m a sober boy, and you’re a lonely girl

So let's give it up and stay out of each other’s worlds

I’m a sober boy, and you’re a lonely girl

So let's give it up and stay out of each other’s worlds

Let's make our peace, stand in one line

Or hold on to these, grudges for time