Texty: Sondre Lerche. Heartbeat Radio. Don't Look Now.

Popular spoons sweeten the swoons
You know the drill right up until
They find you don't carry their itinerary around

It's such a sad beguiling thing
You've got it bad, it's not a fling
But you can't play the part
Without breaking your own heart into two

Oh, I've been a soldier
Of the purest kind you could find
I fought all the devils
That wanted to change me and break me down
Don't look now, look away

They make the rules, you don't want to sell out
You've got the tools, they don't allow
But they are no boundaries
Just recoupable royalties and men

The lights go out, a thunder roars
A silly thing you can't ignore till you've overstayed
You're welcome with those who've paid for
All your dressing up

Oh, I've been a soldier
Of the purest kind you could find
I fought and resisted back
When they seduced me and brought me down
Don't look down, look away

Oh, can't you see there's nothing to collect?
Oh, but tell me what did you expect?
It's so stupid and selfish all the same
And so sad you can't go again

Oh, I've been a soldier
Of the purest kind you could find
I fought and resisted
When they tried to change me around

But this just become so predictable
It's hard to stay aground
Cut me some slack, never look back
Don't look now, look away