Coalmine - Armchair Cynics

It’s been a tough year for all it’s worth

Still keep my phone number at the bottom of your purse

Between your sticks of gum and all the

Reasons why you don’t call me anymore

Just in case you change your mind

Hang a right at the lights, I get off work at five

I’m a song away on your stereo

So just get in your car and drive

I think it’s high time you find

Diamonds in this coalmine called me

And there’s reasons to prove I can change

If that’s what you want me to do

That’s what you want me to do

Four years I kept so clean

December came and I broke last week

Now there’s a message on your machine

That I wish I could erase

In a coffee shop, behind menu’s

Into a porcelain cup you broke the news

When you said there’s nothing here left for you

Well I guess you meant me too

But it’s high time you find

Diamonds in this coalmine called me

There’s reasons to prove I can change

If that’s what you want me to do

If that’s what you want me to do

If that’s what you want me to do

There’s a tattoo

On your shoulder

And it reminds me

We get a little older (we get a little older)

We get a little older (we get a little older)

Here I am

Washed up on your shore once again

For reasons even I don’t understand

I’m drawn into your flame

It’s high time you find

Diamonds in this coalmine called me

There’s reasons to prove I can change

If that’s what you want me to do

I think it’s high time you find

Diamonds in this coalmine called me

And there’s reasons to prove I can change

If that’s what you want me to do

If that’s what you want me to do

If that’s what you want me to do

Well, it’s high time