Cry On My Guitar - Miles Kane

Rolling on a sweepstakes sixty-five

Loaded with the cheapskates barely alive

I said yeah, I come undone

Rolling out the Jimmy, you can see the cracks

Taps me on the shoulder, had a heart attack

I said yeah, I come undone

And when you push me, yeah you push me, yeah you push me too far

I sit and then I cry upon the strings of my guitar

And everybody tells me that it’s «Shalalalala»

Oh yeah!

Stop me on the avenue, cuffs on my wrists

Told me I was driving like a Ballroom Blitz

I said yeah, I’m so high and strung

Every time you leave me it comes to this

Mix another medicine, mad scientist

I said yeah, I’m so high and strung

And when you push me, yeah you push me, yeah you push me too far

I sit and then I cry upon the strings of my guitar

And everybody tells me that it’s «Shalalalala»

Oh yeah!

Why does it always have to come to this?

Late night, all night, miss your kiss

I said yeah, I’m so high and strung

Why does it always have to come to this?

Late night, all night, miss your kiss

I said yeah, I’m so high and strung

And when you push me, yeah you push me, yeah you push me too far

I sit and then I cry upon the strings of my guitar

And everybody tells me that it’s «Shalalalala»

Oh yeah!