Coins - Tilly Valentine

You seem so awfully quiet

So why am I enjoying the silence?

Did you eat your words for breakfast?

Are you hungry for me to forget this?

Somehow it’s not easy sailing

In fact there’s a little bit of waiting

Did you eat your words for breakfast?

Did you eat your words for breakfast?

Why are you dressed in that coat of anger?

When baby it’s not your colour

Oh baby, it’s just not your colour

And maybe you’ll find a girl that

Doesn’t care if you’re honest

And will love you for the money in your wallet

Am I just another coin in the bottom of your pocket?

In the bottom of your pocket

You seem so suddenly nervous

Like someone owes you the world

And it looks like they can’t afford it

‘Cause they’re wealthy in what’s important

And somehow you feel like a magnet

I try to pull away but can’t resist

Am I just another coin lingering?

Is that why I’m so cosy in the depths of your pocket?

Why are you dressed in that coat of anger?

When baby it’s not your colour

Oh baby, it’s just not your colour

And maybe you’ll find a girl that

Doesn’t care if you’re honest

And will love you for the money in your wallet

Am I just another coin in the bottom of your pocket?

In the bottom of your pocket, yeah

A copper boy left you out in the city

I bet he told you he was made gold but really

He weighed you down 'til you’re heavy, nothing out the ordinary

Why are you dressed in that coat of anger?

When baby it’s not your colour

Oh baby, it’s just not your colour

And maybe you’ll find a girl that

Doesn’t care if you’re honest

And will love you for the money in your wallet

Am I just another coin in the bottom of your pocket?

In the bottom of your pocket, yeah, mmm