Postcard Of A Painting
Maximo Park
A Certain Trigger (2005)

I'm losing more than I'll ever have
I'm losing more than I'll ever give
I'm losing more than I'll ever have
I'm losing more than I'll ever give to you

Picture me with you
You couldn't do it
Everything I said was true
But I couldn't prove it

Your eyes are so big when they're so close
Why can't we say goodbye in public?
Your eyes are so big when they're so close
Why can't we say goodbye in public?

Picture me with you
You couldn't do it
Everything I said was true
But I couldn't prove it
And I'll admit that there's a web
But it wasn't me who spun it
Now I've made my bed
But you wouldn't lie down in it

I wrote my feelings down in a rush
I didn't even check the spelling
Enclosed a postcard of a painting

You are just another thing that I've yet to fathom
You are just another thing that I've yet to fathom

And I'm losing more than I'll ever have
And I'm losing more than I'll ever give to you

Picture me with you
You couldn't do it
Everything I said was true
But I couldn't prove it
And I'll admit that there's a web
But it wasn't me who spun it
Now I've made my bed
But you wouldn't lie down in it