Frontperson - Postcards from a Posh Man lyrics

[Frontperson - Postcards from a Posh Man lyrics]

I've bought love i've bought faith
Never alone never in wait
Solid heart cinched in waist
(No-one needs to muddle through) busted tart
But what a name
(Do what you do, I won't let you) don't fret
Every little detail is set
You'll get just what you deserve I'll bet
By now our lives are spent
By Jove! What have we done? What a mess!

I won't be held responsible
I won't be held responsible
No I won't be held responsible

Didn't care couldn't bear
To look under the bed at night
Wouldn't share couldn't tell
All the lies I've had inside
Did you fare alright despite
The water's turning tide? I'm not there
I'm sorry love but, I'm not the type to care

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret