Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to me, not up to you
Hard book on freaks, fresh summer peach
Its not up to you
Its not up to you
Kept the last picture of the man she committed first
Who's to know? Whatever?
Its not up to you
Who's to know? Whatever?
Junk take away, tired street parade
The streets so long where she lost her pocket purse
Not up to me, not up to you
Whatever
The swings don't swing, the parks been dead for years
Not up to me, not up to you
Its not up to me
A shaving nick, one extra kiss
Cracked windscreen rain, French murder play
How do you know your last swing weren't the last for God
Ahh you, ahh you, ahh you
Creased magazine, sugar chocolate treat
Not up to me, not up to you
One more sip, a shoe a miss
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to anything we do
Not up to me, not up to you
Not up to me, not up to you
Who's to know? Whatever, Whatever
