white car

Lucy Rose

Leaving in a white car on a black day
With a note that leaves no sign of you
With your bags packed and a scratch card
With a leaflet of a life that one day could be yours
They say place your bets, put your money on the table
Roll the dice, let s see who ends up on top
But when it all goes wrong, who s to blame?
Watch the fingers point in, you ll feel that holy shame
So you re leaving in a white car on a black day
With a note that leaves no sign of you
Leaving in a white car on a black day