Picture a Knife Fight - Biffy Clyro

I wouldn’t listen to her

She’ll only break your heart

I’d rather listen to man, woman, but

Not whatever you are

We’ll tip it over the edge

And watch it disappear

I’ll paint a picture of you

Well my impression of what is inside

With your stolen eyes

I’m gonna stare at the sun

Until I burn them out

And then I’ll picture a knife fight

We’re gonna dig up the sky tonight

Bury the sun for the rest of our lives

Lay low and never lie

We’re gonna stay here 'til we make it alright

I’m going to grip onto her

Tiny saxophone

Place an absurd mound of flesh

Down the tube

And whistle what’s inside

I’ll tie a ribbon to her

Because she’s all i need

And then i whisper to her

I’d gladly live my whole life on my knees

With your stolen eyes

I’m gonna stare at the sun

Until I burn them out

And then I’ll picture a knife fight

We’re gonna dig up the sky tonight

Bury the sun for the rest of our lives

Lay low and never lie

We’re gonna stay here 'til we make it alright

We’re gonna dig up the sky tonight

Bury the sun for the rest of our lives

Lay low and never lie

We’re gonna stay here 'til we make it alright

What’s the use

If we’re struggling on?

We’ve got to let this go

Before it sinks its claws

Deeper into our souls

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together and

What’s the goal

If we’re struggling on?

We’ve got to let this go

Before it sinks its claws

Deeper into our souls

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together

We’ve got to stick together