Yer feet
I was drunk when I met you
I was drunk when you walked out the door
and i rolled around the night
to find you
but i guess you never knew
yeah you needed something solid
you could hold
like a dog that came when you called
like a coatstand that siteout in the hall
But you donīt need me

Its your feet you dont need
always facin back the way you just came
i dont love you anymore
i dont need you
im just keepin the score
you said life is to short to be bored
all this crawlin around the floor
wont get you what you want
its just a waste
and you dont need me

So i look at every woman
just too see if theres something there
for me
and i look up every moment
just to know if im missing something
and i need somethin solid i can hold
like a dog that comes when i call
like a brick i can throw against the wall
but i dont need you
yeah i dont NEED you...

Đ 4AD, Written by Neil Halstead