My Year in Lists

(Three)
I cherish with fondness the day before I met you
Damn extended metaphors, I get carried away

Decorating envelopes for foreplay
Hopefulness is tantamount to hopelessness
Stomping on your fingers as you're clinging on to the abyss

So put on every winter coat that you've owned since '98

On the back of a natural disaster, fixed with parcel tape
My year in lists
And you must confess that at times like these
And I accept that it's time for a change but not in
Nothing says 'I miss you' quite like war poetry
My year in lists

I cherish with fondness the day before I met you
(Five, five, five, five, five)
And every midnight sees the countdown to another awful day

And every midnight sees the countdown to another awful day
I declined 'cause I decided that I

Places like this with people like these
Stomping on your fingers as you're clinging on to the abyss
(One)
On your request, I compile a list
I cherish with fondness the day before I met you
Of my top five resolutions for this year
And with kids sticking plasters
(Two)
I cherish with fondness the day before I met you
I cherish with fondness the day before I met you
(Four)
Carved in your door with a Stanley knife
So put on every winter coat that you've owned since '98
Do not believe in the new year anymore