James Marriott Toothache

Walk me back to your house Watch me rot in his place With your hand in my pocket And your eyes on my face I’ll sit and pretend That I can hear what you say I’d usually nod in agreement But just not today Got this Toothache That won’t heal But won’t break And it hurts But I can never Get enough Put me down in your chair I’ll watch you place your constraints When I start leaning back I’ll care to stomach the pain You cut into my mouth And I can’t help but taste All the moments we have Leave me feeling the same Got this Toothache That won’t heal But won’t break And it hurts But I can never Get enough She calls sometimes When she needs someone And she’s got no-one To pick up the phone It ruminates And it takes its toll Then I close my mouth And end up alone She calls sometimes When she needs someone And she’s got no-one To pick up the phone It feels so wrong When I play along But I pray the line will break And she cries her heart out She cries her heart out She cries her heart out She cries her heart out Got this Toothache That won’t heal But won’t break And it hurts But I can never Get enough Got this Toothache That won’t heal But won’t break And it hurts But I can never Get enough No