Hundred Times - Charlie Cunningham

You’ll be leaving here with scars

But we don’t mean you no harm

Take your marks and wait for the alarm

Cos in the moment that we’ve taken our sides

She’ll look over at you with a smile

And say if I’ve seen this once, I’ve seen it a hundred times

There’s nothing you can show me

Off and on, he’s his fathers' son, they laugh

When the tables spun, they’d run give them half a chance

How many pages did it tear from your life?

How many years thrown to the side?

If I’ve heard it once I’ve heard it a hundred times

There’s nothing you can show me