21.11.2012 @ Luna Park
Don’t bother saying you’re sorry, why don’t you come in? Smoke all my cigarettes again. Every time I get no further, how long has it been? Come on in now, wipe your feet on my dreams.
You take up my time, like some cheap magazine, when I could have been learning something. Oh well, you know what I mean! I’ve done this before and I will do it again. Come on and kill me baby while you smile like a friend. And I’ll come running, just to do it… again.
You are the last drink I never should drunk. You are the body hidden in the trunk. You are the habit I can’t seem to kick. You are my secrets on the front page every week.
You are the car I never should have bought. You are the train I never should have caught. You are the cut that makes me hide my face. You are the party that makes me feel my age.
Like a car crash I can see, but I just can’t avoid. Like a plane I’ve been told I never should board. Like a film that’s so bad but I’ve gotta stay til the end. Let me tell you: It’s lucky for you that we’re friends ~