Up on Solsbury hill I’m watching satellites go by
Projecting all scenarios upon the midnight sky
Seeing myself falling, seeing myself holding on
Driving down the boulevard, passing myself on the run

O-oh-o-oh
All alone by train tracks and bus lanes
O-oh-o-oh
Lost among the cutbacks and nightshade

It’s when you need some sympathy
And you’re met with apathy
When you’re breaking at the seams
And there’s nothing to do but bleed

It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt

From the Eiffel tower I can see you rule my world
Enact the scenes of powerplays where I’m a distant third
It’s a fight on new year’s night, it’s a film in black and white
It’s a word you can’t take back, it’s a jump from such great heights

O-oh-o-oh
All alone train tracks and bus lanes
O-oh-o-oh
Lost among the cutbacks and nightshade

It’s when you need some sympathy
And you’re met with apathy
When you’re breaking at the seams
And there’s nothing to do but bleed

It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt

O-oh-o-oh
All alone train tracks and bus lanes
O-oh-o-oh
Lost among the cutbacks and nightshade

It’s when you need some sympathy
And you’re met with apathy
When you’re breaking at the seams
And there’s nothing to do but bleed

It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt
It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt