BBC by The Greeting Committee Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Pull apart every loose end
From the ways I gave in
It's not that bad but there's nothing left
Here for you

[Chorus]
And I was folding
In the backroom
And you were holding
Onto something you
Just can't get
You just can't get when there's
Nothing left here for you

[Verse 2]
You always found ways to cling in my hand
And I've been ripping you off ever since
It's not that bad but there's nothing left
Here for you
[Chorus]
And I was folding
In the backroom
And you were holding
Onto something you
Just can't get
You just can't get when there's
Nothing left here for you