I should have known

By the arc of the empty wine glass

I should have known

'Cos you step on, don't walk over cracks

Looking over my shoulder

To see you looking back over yours

But you were paying the ferryman

Even after Chris said don't



But you're not Maud Gonne

Not Maud Gonne

No you're not Maude Gonne



You're not Maud Gonne

But then again neither was she

The only one talking now

Is my alphabet soup

I'd say you'd like children

But you couldn't eat a whole one

The only one talking now

Is my alphabet soup

And he's on a loop



I should have known

But I only caught a glimpse

I should have known

It was a beautiful

Red wine soaked glimpse

I was other peoples' children

I could always be sent home

In front of someone else's

Blue screen

For someone else's show



What's that you're saying to me

Tomato coated spaghetti?