Vista previa
In your little white wicker chair
Unsuspicious nobody cares for you
You´re so fucked up again
You laugh at nothin´ in the pouring rain
Try to tell yourself you´re not insane
You fool, I hate you sometimes
Hey, you know it ain´t coincidental that you´re lost in place
It´s drippin´ off your face, and you´re losin´ your precious mind
Send me a postcard if you get that far
You got a couple pennies in your rusty jar
The truth you´ve been gone for awhile
It´s hard lookin´ at you when you look that way
With your one night stands and your sleep all days
Ooh you´re such a slut sometimes
Hey, you know it ain´t coincidental that you´re lost in place
It´s drippin´ off your face, and you´re losin´ your precious mind
You´re losing your mind