The DoneFors - Bob and Stan Lyrics
Put your fist in your pocket, StanNo one loves a heroMake the most of a broken dayLeave it in the snowThe neighbours are watching youFrom their living roomThere are fairy talesTo be read tonight* All the things that I am capable ofSo many things that I am capable ofTerrible things that I am capable ofBend and bow to all the terrifying thoughts‘Til I’m without a safe place to sleepEighteen years on a waiting listSkin gets drawnAll the ducks in a perfect rowOn a golf-green lawnThey don’t play your songOn the radioSour brain in a loaded jarNodding to and fro* ChorusPut your fist in your pocket, StanNo one loves a hero