| Song | Left for Dead |
| Artist | The Lemonheads |
| Album | Lovey |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You left off where i got on. | |
| Now temptation's weak and my pa-tience is strong. | |
| Used to be i was unkind. | |
| Now i don't call and you don't mind. | |
| Thought it was wrong, wrong what she said. | |
| Now you're right and i'm left for dead. | |
| Thought it was dumb, dumb what i heard. | |
| Now i'm eatin' every word. | |
| Clang, bang, clang went the good guy at the door. | |
| They put me in a cell with a concrete floor. | |
| Wrapped a phone cord 'round my fist. | |
| They abort my wrist and i cut where i kissed. | |
| Thought it was wrong, wrong what she said. | |
| Now you're right and i'm left for dead. | |
| Thought it was dumb, dumb what i heard. | |
| Now i'm eatin' every word. | |
| Clang, bang, clang. | |
| Clang, bang, clang. | |
| Bang, clang (say say say say) |
| You left off where i got on. | |
| Now temptation' s weak and my patience is strong. | |
| Used to be i was unkind. | |
| Now i don' t call and you don' t mind. | |
| Thought it was wrong, wrong what she said. | |
| Now you' re right and i' m left for dead. | |
| Thought it was dumb, dumb what i heard. | |
| Now i' m eatin' every word. | |
| Clang, bang, clang went the good guy at the door. | |
| They put me in a cell with a concrete floor. | |
| Wrapped a phone cord ' round my fist. | |
| They abort my wrist and i cut where i kissed. | |
| Thought it was wrong, wrong what she said. | |
| Now you' re right and i' m left for dead. | |
| Thought it was dumb, dumb what i heard. | |
| Now i' m eatin' every word. | |
| Clang, bang, clang. | |
| Clang, bang, clang. | |
| Bang, clang say say say say |
| You left off where i got on. | |
| Now temptation' s weak and my patience is strong. | |
| Used to be i was unkind. | |
| Now i don' t call and you don' t mind. | |
| Thought it was wrong, wrong what she said. | |
| Now you' re right and i' m left for dead. | |
| Thought it was dumb, dumb what i heard. | |
| Now i' m eatin' every word. | |
| Clang, bang, clang went the good guy at the door. | |
| They put me in a cell with a concrete floor. | |
| Wrapped a phone cord ' round my fist. | |
| They abort my wrist and i cut where i kissed. | |
| Thought it was wrong, wrong what she said. | |
| Now you' re right and i' m left for dead. | |
| Thought it was dumb, dumb what i heard. | |
| Now i' m eatin' every word. | |
| Clang, bang, clang. | |
| Clang, bang, clang. | |
| Bang, clang say say say say |