He could make somebody perfectly average imagine herself as the heroine 
She could make somebody perfectly numb become someone who cares again
But they’re looking for a four-course meal in diners and dives
Both looking for faith in places only fear survives 

Says he knows what he wants
But he hasn’t been right once
He wonders if the right one
Ever comes around here  

They’re all close calls and near misses
But the real bullet dodged was a diamond ring lodged 
On the hand of his near Mrs
Near Mrs

Now they’re both saints and cynics 
Hearts of gold that are giving up
(Heart of gold, giving up)
But neither one is used to quitting
So they both give in to a different drug
If you let him love you tonight, he won’t love you forever, that’s what they tell her, oh that's what they tell her
He thinks if she were the one, she wouldn’t have come home with him

Says this is what she wants
But she hasn’t been right once
Wonders if the right one ever comes around here

They’re all close calls and near misses
But the real bullet dodged was a diamond ring lodged 
On her hand when she was a near Mrs
Near Mrs


They're all close calls but you've gotta get close to know if you want it
They're all close calls but you've gotta get close to call it off


Written by Taylor Murray & Justin Bradley
Vocals - Taylor Murray
Guitar - Justin Bradley
Bass - Tim Hance
Drums - Andy McLachlan

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