You wrote me notes on paper bags You strolled the roads as I turned back Air was calm the sky was black You wrote a list of things I lack We've come to realise We're opened up our eyes 'Cause you're a mountain I can't climb yet And I'm a painting but you're blinded Ohh ohh ohh ohh Ohh ohh ohh ohh I always have to justify how my tongue dances We're barely getting by on taking chances We've come to realise Its us that we despise 'Cause you're a mountain I can't climb yet And I'm a painting but you're blinded Ohh ohh ohh ohh Ohh ohh ohh ohh We've come to realise Its us that we despise