Redcoats
by:
Divorce
Every time I reach into my pocket
I find your number on a pack of matches
I can't expect you to understand
You used to keep my picture in your locket
While at my border all your troops lined up for action
Now I just want someone to hold my hand
You could've warned me
You could've said
"Here come the redcoats
With their coats all red
All along
All along
All along the promenade
The promenade"
That would've been good
Instead you said that one thing
That thing you said
That I forgot
I forgot
I forgot
Was kind of odd
Kind of odd
That would've been...
We were created in a crumbling lab
By a maker with a shaky hand
And a pension for truant love
And if you think about that
It makes sense
You could've warned me
You could've said
"Here come the redcoats
With their coats all red
All along
All along
All along the promenade
The promenade"
That would've been good
Instead you said that one thing
That thing you said
That I forgot
I forgot
I forgot
Was kind of odd
Kind of odd
That would've been good
Oh, baby,
I want to take you home
But I can't cuz I'm home ((less))
Home ((less))
Home ((less)Home ((less)))
Oh, honey,
I'm holding on to hope
But it's hard cuz I'm hope ((less))
Hope ((less))
Hope ((less))
Hope ((less))
You could've warned me
You could've said
"Here come the redcoats
With their coats all red
All along
All along
All along the promenade
The promenade"
That would've been good
Instead you said that one thing
That thing you said
That I forgot
I forgot
I forgot
Was kind of odd
Kind of odd
That would've been good
Oh, I guess that I could fall for you...
