Texty: Cribs. Men's Needs, Women's Needs, Whatever. I've Tried Everything.

I was born in the Merrie City
I've been trying to get out of it
Nothing's changed since the 1950's
I'm surprised all the time, what I find out

There must be something more
Can't figure it out
Still missing something
And I've tried everything, oh

Love is a lie
Attraction an instinct
Believe what you like, you decide
But I still think that

There must be something more
Can't figure it out
Still missing something
And I've tried everything, oh

Three months ago
I ran to Brighton
It didn't solve anything, no

I thought it would not be a problem
But I found out the night
We rode the Circle Line
It had to happen sometime

I thought it would not be a problem
But I found out the night
We rode the Circle Line
It had to happen sometime

And though you knew not about it
You could pick up on signs
Like being too polite
And unassertive 'cause I'm

Still missing something
And I've tried everything, oh