So you've loved me now 

For half a year 

Despite the distance and the fear 

Of a falling sky and a gathering storm 

That'll blow me back where I came from 

 

That ain't the way I see you baby 

I know you're not that kind of girl 

When you die I will come looking for you 

I wouldn't miss it for the world 

 

An opportunist waiting for a chance 

To fuck you over leave you flat 

Take off your dress and go straight to the press 

To make time on the evening news 

 

Is that the way you see me baby 

I know you're not that kind of girl 

When you die I will come looking for you

I wouldn't miss it for the world 

 

That murderer who shares your cell 

Well his sentence don't have to be yours as well

Cause when you sleep you count the stars 

He's making enemies across the bars 

 

That ain't the way I see you baby 

I know you're not that kind of girl 

When you die I will come looking for you

I wouldn't miss it for the world