The Faults - Alexander Lyrics
My money’s on the return of Alexander so I think so, think soIt’s been such a time I don’t remember when he was here so I think so, I knowWe must be careful to loose our headsRead what he wrote as we lay for bedMy money’s on the return of Alexander he can show me, show meWhy not a word not a call or written letter did he send me, said heWe must be careful to loose our headsWe write a story of those who bledWhat could he say to meI’ve got a fantasyI’ve got memoriesReasons that we should beWhen I was younger I was coldAlexander looked out for meNow I realise I was blindHe was only from insideMy money’s on the return of Alexander there’s a few things, I knowHe should have built, should have fixed and should have soothed for those who think so, I knowWe must be careful to loose our headsRead what he wrote as we lay for bedWhat could he say to meI’ve got a fantasyI’ve got seventeenReasons that we should be