Maximo Park - Lydia, The Ink Will Never Dry lyrics

Near the Palace Hotel, where you used to dwell, engraved against your wishes (one of your greatest misses) — you hope the ink will never dry. You’re fooling yourself. You feel set-up. You’re telling yourself you don’t believe in luck. On Princess Street, where we used to meet, we knew not where we were treading, or how the dye was spreading — you hope the ink will never dry. You’re fooling yourself. You’ve been set-up. You’re telling yourself you’ve done enough. Lydia, tell me how hard can it be? I don’t know about you, but it feels good to me. Every day we’re miles away from where we are supposed to be. I don’t know about you, but it feels good to me.