You left your notes on lesbian sex   On the fishtank in the hall   It took me all afternoon   To read them all      I learned more in that day   Than I’ve ever learned before   I don’t think you and I   Should go clubbing anymore      Last night your mother called to say   Your father’s run away   With the man who plays the polar bear   In Disney’s Ice Parade      She says don’t worry she’s okay   She hated ice-dance anyway   And now she’ll have more time alone   To drink her days away   Drink her days away      Doesn’t need anyone to help her   She’s okay      Now I’ve come home again   To find you in a sticky mess   We won’t get our deposit back   If you carry on like this   So put away your whips and chains   They couldn’t hold me anyway   It’s the space between your shoulder blades   That makes me want to stay      And I’m okay   I don’t need anyone to help me      And now we retreat to the kitchen I’ll make you some tea   You tell me when you were young you thought there would be   Something more glorious for you to be   And I say glorious?   What could be more glorious than you and me      And so your father’s run away   Your mother’s in a drunken haze   Doesn’t mean that you and I can’t make it anyway