
Date of issue: 17.02.2003
Song language: English
Wicker Chair |
In your little white wicker chair |
Unsuspicious nobody cares for you |
You’re so fucked up again |
You laugh at nothing 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 dripping off your face, and you’re losing 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 looking at you when you look that way |
With your one night stands and your sleep all days |
Ooh, you’re such a slut sometimes |
You’re losing your mind |