Damien Rice – Prague

i pack my suit in a bag

i’m all dressed up for prague

i’m all dressed up with you

all dressed up for him too…

prepare myself for a war

before i even open up my door

before i even look out

i’m pissing all of my bullets about…

wrap myself in a bag

i’m all wrapped up in prague

i’m all wrapped up in you

i’m all wrapped up in him too

prepare myself for a war

and i don’t know what i’m doing this for

trying to let it all go

but how can i when you still don’t know?

i could wait for you

like that hole in your boot

waiting to be fixed

i could wait for you

what good would that do

but to leave me bruised?