Thin

Written by：Tom Higham/Ben Fletcher/Ed Thomas

Don't look so concerned

You can paint a bigger picture

When you're so far off the ground

Well it's okay if you're another one to learn

You've been smoking in the kitchen

Drinking wine that's not your own

We saw it coming

You've been dancing on your own too long the joker of the night

You know we're all not here for nothing

Like a fire in the distance

I can see but I can't help

So nothing's changed

You've been lying through your teeth again

The lion's lost its mane

You've been cornered into something you can't win

What's the point in having something

If that something makes you thin

We saw it coming

You've been dancing on your own too long the joker of the night

You know we're all not here for nothing

Like a fire in the distance

I can see but I can't help

We know you you're not yourself

Fed up now we'll get there soon

Take a bow

Take a bow

Take a bow

Take a bow

We know you you're not yourself

Fed up now we'll get there soon

Take a bow

Take a bow

Take a bow

Take a bow