The Pastels Nothing to be done

The best part of Nothing to be done the pastels Take my hand and take my heart I shiver when you’re near Deliver me from everything that drives me, oh my dear Accelerate your pain White knuckles on the wheel again Shut your mouth, let’s move on out of here Just try and keep it light Or someone may get hurt tonight Don’t talk that way, don’t talk that way, don’t talk that way Hold it there a second Let me dump this stupid pride I’m ready for you sweet-heart Now my mind is open wide Shut up and make it count Your concentration paramount Remember what was meant to be this year The past is a disaster And the future’s coming faster now What do you say we go and get a beer?