We never say what we should say
I guess it's just the English way
We talk about the weather
Stay polite and fine together and It's true, you keep it in your heart and
If I gave you an inch for every time I was hurt
I'd be pushing up daisies six feet under the dirt
And if you gave me a flower for every broken vow
We'd have a fabulous garden by now

We know what never must be said
And keep it locked inside our heads
The feelings understated
Overdosed and underrated

It's true, you keep it in your heart and
If I gave you an inch for every time I was hurt
I'd be pushing up daisies six feet under the dirt
And if you gave me a flower for every broken vow
We'd have a fabulous garden by now