Lyrics Best Pretenders - The Plastics

Best Pretenders

Who saves the best for last?
And why we got to make it so strange?
Coming around the corner fast
Just hoping for an open lane
The minutes are exploding glass
And the hours go on for days
It’s the same old dysfunctional cast, making all the tired mistakes
All of the best pretenders
Why oh why must we wait?
I’m 45 minutes too late
I’m 45 minutes too early
I’m 45 minutes too late
I’m 45 minutes too early
So here comes the prodigal sun, burning the wake into day
The steel-scented hit and run, coming out the barrel of your face
Who saves the best for last?
And why did we have to make it so strange?
Coming round the corner fast
Just hoping for an open lane