Simon Jacobs

Lyrics

Sore

I’m sore
The morning after the night before
I know it’s tough
The wise know when they’ve had enough
But I just wanted more
And now I’m sore
(I’m sore, the morning after the night before)

Every ounce of flesh and bone
Is begging to be left alone
And I’m not ill
Just want the ground to stay still
Please don’t call
I swear there’s no one here at all
(Every ounce of flesh and bone - the lights are on but no one’s home)

How I got home, I’ve no idea
I just woke up and I was here
You think that one more drink won’t hurt
Then you’re dancing on the tables – with no shirt
With no shirt…

My bed
Looks like heaven but I dread
To hear the things
That apparently I said
Maybe instead
It would be better if I’m dead
(My bed – somewhere to rest my head)

I’m sure
Feeling this way is against the law
And you will frown
And tell me it’s only me that I let down
Because once more
All I’m feeling is sore
(I’m sore, the morning after the night before)