No. 2 – Pop In A Minor lyrics

Fell for the silent type
keep low, go quiet
It felt better than nothing
down in the shut up side while making up
my mind is still adjusting

like a flip of the coin
or wherever you've been
so fucking drunk you can't even stand
you smell but you're faking all the scent

I don't know where i belong
I don't know where i belong

it's a beautiful day
'cos it didn't come up
and noone knows so long at last
been trying so hard to forget the past
I can't become a new person too fast

like the moon walking home to bed
'cos all night she bet us lead
frightened faces in parked cars
idling in your arms

I don't know where I belong
I don't know where I belong

Burn something of history to put off the scent
the match of a memory you'll probably forget
it always comes around to a threat
even though you can't quite know what you meant
sometimes I wish we'd never met

I don't know where I belong
I don't know where I belong
I don't know where I belong
I don't know where I belong