I can love you, or better yet I can leave you alone. Leave my phone, untouched like, say, I don't know. If I try hard and if I sing all the songs, yeah. Would you notice that's what I want? Oh, I don't know. But it's glamorous for days. And I picked up all the sayings. "Are there drug dealers in your parts?" Now you know how literal my songs are. I can love you, or better yet I can leave you alone. Throw out my phone. Go to Heathrow and just fly home. But it's glamorous for days. And I picked up all the sayings. "Are there drug dealers in your parts?" Now you know how literal my songs are. World War III. I got an all new pain Coming up your street on the Northern Line like endlessly. World War III. Between you and me Coming up your street in South Kensington like endlessly. Almost endlessly. I can love you, or better yet I can leave you alone.