Please Don't (In Isolation) - The Courteeners, Blossoms

Four years and twenty-two shades of blonde

Is all that separated us

Why couldn’t we have carried on?

We could have got married

You could have carried some, of my sons

You let me change the radio, station in your car

Do you remember that time I raised my voice?

Because you said you’d never ever heard of The La’s

You continued to get intimidated

But then your fingertips wrapped round those knuckles of mine

The fear walked home, and your smile returned

And all of a sudden;

everything was fine

But those days have passed

And these types of relationship never last

So please don’t pretend that we’ll stay friends

'Cause you know as well as I do that that, but that just, it never happens

(Well no, no that just never happens)

How come, I always see you out

With those boys that we used to argue about?

You walk over all flustered and stuff

Telling everyone inside that you’ve had enough

You spend eighty-five percent of your night

Trying to make me understand, why you were standing so close while you’re

kissing him

Why you left that place holding his hand

Oh darling, can’t you see that it’s got fuck all to do with me?

So please don’t pretend that we’ll stay friends

'Cause you know as well as I do that, but that just, it never happens