Bloc Party — Letter To My Son

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I found myself
At the point where we kissed first
On a rooftop
Overlooking the East London mosque
They said, they said, they said, they said
«You can’t go around breaking young girl’s hearts»
I say, I say, I say, I say
Keep it casual, easy thing

And you looked so right in that red dress

Oh, how I’d love
To be a rock for you
To be anything
You could rely on
So I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try
But I’ll get caught out
So we’ll try, we’ll try, we’ll try, we’ll try
But we forget the lines, forget the lines

And you looked so wanton in the back of the car
Like you could start a hundred wars

See what trouble we could both cause
By the bedroom door, the kitchen floor
I tried, I tried, I tried
I tried, I tried, I tried
Oh Marlena, I’m too young
To be the father to a son
I tried, I tried, I tried
I tried, I tried, I tried

Forgive me, Oscar