Biffy Clyro - Herex lyrics

We are all contestants in
Your silly little game
Your love's only expression is
Your personal gain
You think that you're delicious
In anything you do
With silence as my witness
Your cacophony's the truth

So I'll ask, don't lose what's already lost
I'm begging you
Don't lose whats already lost

How can you think that
You've figured this out?
You haven't got the range
How do you think that the man gets made?
It isn't magically

You never sought salvation
A life was being played
But still you're getting married
You're gonna get paid
Hard not to be suspicious
Of everything you do
His absence is a sickness
His presence goes too smooth

So I'll ask, please, don't walk out that door
I'm begging you
Don't dare walk through that door

Real love's much better than this
Real love's much better is it real love?
Is it real love?
Real love's much better than this
Real love's much better is it real love?
Is it real love?

Because how can you think that
You've figured this out?
You haven't got the range
How do you think that the man gets made?
It isn't magically
Why do you think that the world owes you?
(I want you) you and no-one else?
(I need you)
Wet bed, drip-fed, there's no hope
(I bleed you) though we never stood a chance
(I love you)