Arctic Monkeys Do Me A Favour

Well the morning was complete. There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat, Several hours or several weeks, I d have the cheek to say they re equally as bleak It s the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill, And disappeared around the bend, Ask anyone they ll tell you that. It s these times that it tends, The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart Oh hold on to your heart. Do me a favour, break my nose Do me a favour, tell me to go away Do me a favour, stop asking questio