We're held together by, sellotape And despite the times I've tried My feet won't walk away A perforated line Waiting to be torn A long foregone conclusion Just waiting to be drawn And the truth is We don't know what we're doing You swallowed it whole while, I was chewing it over Talking like a child Trying to be save face My head lost to my heart In a hundred metre race A matter of time Depending on your age Caught between the morning and the darkest places And the truth is We don't know what we're doing You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over Yeah the truth is We don't know what we're doing You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over Then it all takes shape Every line on your face Moves to create That old familiar frown And then it all falls down Without a word or sound All the love and hate Held by sellotape All the love and hate Held by sellotape All the love and hate Held by sellotape All the love and hate...