Tagliatelle

Cooking tagliatelle on a Tuesday

I somehow managed to mess it up

But you didn't mind, thankfully

So we sit on the sofa watching rubbish on the TV

Remember that time when I couldn't drive

So I had to cycle over on my old bike

And it was pouring it down with rain

So we'd just laughed at getting soaked again

Now I haven't seen your face for ages

Took your number out the yellow pages

Now it feels like we're both strangers after all this time

I wasn't ready to say goodbye

But now your hair is red

And you suddenly like The Beatles

And I was unprepared

It's like your old self turned the tables

I was right shit-scared

'Cause I admit I miss your smile

But can we just talk for a while one more time?

And I wish we had the time

To take things back to the orange-lit room

That's where we sat eating store-brand pizzas

And you would laugh at all the stupid shit that I always said

And then you'd cuddle me close, and we'd lay in bed

Nothing ever beat that tranquillity

And it's the only place that I want to be

'Cause now I haven't seen your face for ages

Took your number out the yellow pages

Now it feels like we're both strangers after all this time

I wasn't ready to say goodbye

'Cause now your hair is red

And you suddenly like The Beatles

And I was unprepared

It's like your old self turned the tables

I was right shit-scared

'Cause I admit I miss your smile

But can we just talk for a while one more time?

I remember walking down that country lane

You were talkin' how you had plans to move away

Now I'm back from there

No, you were never the same

'Cause whilst your hair is red

Mine has always stayed the same

And whilst you're far ahead

I still smile when I see your name

'Cause it was right to end

And there's nobody to blame