You go. I stay. No following. - Look Mexico, Frank Turner

Falling through the cracks

We are dodging the radio waves

And thanks to all your promises

We’re picking extra shifts up these days

And it’s not paying the bills

Working for minimum wage

Who needs money anyway?

Held up our end of the deal

Isn’t that where you come into play?

And I’ll thank you, I’ll thank you for

Thank you for absolutely nothing

When you live out your time

In hope of impossibility

We stripped down lies

We treated you like family

Credit where credit is due

Now the bureau is looking for me

So as you thank us for our patience

Expect something else, not a thing

And I thank you, I’ll thank you for

Thank you for absolutely nothing

I’ll thank you, I’ll thank you for

Thank you for absolutely nothing

Up again, it’s down again

It’s read between the lines again

It’s everything but straightforward

Crowds are gone, the seasons wrong

They should be back before too long

This never really happens

So thank you, thank you for

Thank you for absolutely nothing

Thank you, thank you for

Thank you for absolutely nothing