What Is Worse (Live)

How can you love it
But not yourself
You are far lovelier
Than twelve of this together
And what is worse
What is worse
I'm a terrible mirror
I'll muddle all the colour in you
And now I am brimful
And living back home.

They always tell me
Not to stop in the day
But how could they know
Day sleeping is good for me
And what is worse
What is worse
I have no money
But I live like royalty.

[Chorus:]
And that was September
Now I'm feeling the cold
And that was the end of
A familiar phone call.

[Bridge:]
You come to my room
To tell me I'm so cruel
'Cause I have no plans
To settle down, down.

What is worse
What is worse
When the face is all we see
It's the sounds that unease me.

[Chorus:]
And that was September
Now I'm feeling the cold
And that was the end of
A familiar phone call.

[Bridge:]
You come to my room
To tell me I'm so cruel
'Cause I have no plans
To settle down, down
Down (x6)