Sale Of The Century by The Futureheads Lyrics

Futureheads
This Is Not The World
Sale Of The Century
The nights are getting longer and the days are getting warmer
And so are you
Warmer on the trail to create a fairy tale or two
Your story's so hypnotic, charismatic
That I think I'm in love with you
I think I'm in love with you
I didn't mean it
I changed my mind already
Plus I had a bad feeling about it anyway
Don't cheapen yourself for the sale of the century
I didn't mean it
I've changed my mind
Take some tracing paper and go and draw the faces of the people at work
They will leave, turn into nightlife
Stay in and relax as they go berserk
Why don't they go berserk?
I didn't mean it
I changed my mind already
Plus I had a bad feeling about it anyway
Don't cheapen yourself for the sale of the century
I didn't mean it
I've changed my mind
I didn't mean it
I changed my mind already
Plus I had a bad feeling about it anyway
Don't cheapen yourself for the sale of the century
I didn't mean it
I've changed my mind