Self Esteem

You fall asleep in the carriage So they sift through your pockets She drove you round the bend In her mother's automatic

She treats you like a friend…

With low self esteem With no self esteem With low self esteem Self esteem

And you don't know your friends So you change your number You're raw meat in the package Of a London summer

And when it all ends Will you remember? The times that you spent Spent together?

With low self esteem With no self esteem With low self esteem Self esteem

With low self esteem With no self esteem With low self esteem Self esteem

Self esteem Self esteem Self esteem Self esteem

I'm too proud to see you Hi, goodbye, I need you I don't want to leave you high

[Florence Bell:] Maybe I noticed you...