Little Athletics - The Lucksmiths

I don’t know when it started

But it’s worse now than before

We could both be broken hearted

It’s so hard to be sure

But what are boyfriends for?

We went from perfect strangers

To less than perfect friends

But it’s the warmest night in ages

And I don’t have to pretend

It’s good seeing you again

And it’s more than a little pathetic

And I’m sure I’ll live to regret it

But I’m all for little athletics

You’re on your own

I’ll race you home

And maybe I’m just thoughtless

But I don’t think that’s fair

Of course we should be cautious

But I’m too tired to care

We’re less than halfway there

And it’s more than a little pathetic

And I’m sure I’ll live to regret it

But I’m all for little athletics

You’re on your own

I’ll race you home

I don’t know when it started

But it’s worse now than before

We could well be broken hearted

But what are boyfriends for?

I know you’re none too sure