Lyrics One & Four - Cheap Girls

One & Four

You won’t see me walking out of any door
We can only make a killing if our clouded heads stop
We stay rehearsing numbers one and four
And it always just leads to me repeating/singing
«Where did you come from?
Where did you go?»
And I lost a lot of love to pills and cigarettes
'cause they always fill the gaps til there is no room left
I thought I’d learn a lesson but my mind kept sleeping
And it always just leads me to repeating/singing
«Where did you come from?
Where did you go?»
I’ll mess my head forevermore
And my whole life feels like living in a constant confessional
I’m too goddamn confessional