i'm not talkin' 'bout the queens, but what, the ----
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, oh
i've done this before
and i will do it again
come on and kill me baby
while you smile like a friend
oh and i'll come running
just to do it again
you are the last drink i never should have 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 dream 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 got to stay till the end
let me tell you now: it's lucky for you that we're friends.
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