Plastic by Bedroom / Boredom Lyrics

God knows it's Sunday morning
I’m sick to my stomach, working tomorrow
I’ll go out again this evening
“Does anybody have a mattress I can borrow?”

And I know that looks can be deceiving
That I can be a bitter pill to swallow
No there’s not a single word that you say I believe in
Your mind is so damn narrow

And oh, dear, there’s boys and girls in love you see
And I’ve got nothing to lose here
Everybody looks the same to me

I think I lost my head
Dreaming about some that place I’d rather be
Sat at home instead
Sitting on a sofa learning all my lessons from a TV
And it’s 3am
No, my beds not such a comfortable prospect to me
When your heads not on my chest as I go to sleep
Oh, dear, there’s boys and girls in love you see
And I’ve got nothing to lose here
Everybody looks the same to me

Oh, it’s such a shame
That we had to go our separate ways, and I’m not gunna lose you
No, I’m not gunna lose you

Oh, and I feel trapped in a plastic wasteland
Fucked up and fed up of feeling facedown
I need to get out
To get out of this town

Oh, and I feel trapped in a plastic wasteland
Fucked up and fed up of feeling facedown
I need to get out
To get out of this town

Oh, I need to get out!