Lyrics

Your Very Best Knives
Music and lyrics by Mike Luno
Copyright 2011

verse 1
Throw out your flowers, your fine clothes and all your perfect poetry
Cut the pretending and come clean while you still can
You can dispense with your patient lip service while I'm around
'Cause I already see what you're trying to conceal in your hand

chorus
All the best lovers, liars and killers
wait to see the whites of your eyes
You cut a fine figure
You and your very best knives

verse 2
Love is just some holy host of a virus without a cure
Your best intention's invention of a new bed of nails
I know it's love - nothing personal - we all take it lying down
But I keep meeting the devil in every last little detail

chorus 2
All the best lovers, liars and killers
wait to see the whites of your eyes
You cut a fine figure
You and your very best knives
And I really can't take much more of the happiest days of our lives
You cut a fine figure
You and your very best knives

bridge
We're born addicted to not ever being quite satisfied
We give and take plenty - you can spread it on with your knife

(chorus 2)