Do you know how long it takes to get from Scotland to Dalston? Didn't think twice, I just got on But if I had thought there might have been a problem, I'd have spared my time instead of feeling hopeless in transit, Fucking hopelessly romantic. The second my feet hit the London concrete, I was gripped by the feeling I had set myself up For another defeat. Isn't it sad how much I want to believe in an honest romance? Am I naive? Because she kissed me doesn't mean she wants me. Oh, why did I come here? The vocal chords of all the friends that recognized me, Asked if I had had come this far just to sit and drink alone in this bar. Were you not this side of town just last week? Heard that you and a friend did a killer duet at Alibi Karaoke. The rain poured and so did the wine, One more glass and this should all be fine. So, here's to impulsivity And for all the times I've worn my heart on my sleeve. Another defeat. Isn't it sad how much I want to believe in an honest romance? Am I naive? Because she kissed me doesn't mean she wants me. Oh, why did I come here?