Lyrics A Matter of Convenience - Sarah Jezebel Deva

A Matter of Convenience

Nothings on TV?
Your house is empty?
So you come to me?
Scroll through the names, time for fun and games?
So you come to me?
No one is picking up?
You only call me when your lonely
No love in this room, let’s loosen up with whiskey
I will lay where others have displayed before me
Its easier to swallow knowing I’m on your list
Your sheets smell of victims, am I number 13?
You won’t last long, you never do
I need more whiskey to get me through
So overrated, should have been sedated
I’d rather watch paint dry !
Fill in the gaps
No emotional traps
Close the door when I leave
Who is the next one you’ll deceive?
You won’t last long, you never do, I need more
Whiskey to got the through
So overrated, should have been sedated
I’d rather watch paint dry !
Nothings on TV?
Your house is empty?
So you come to me?
Scroll through the names, time for fun and games?
So you come to me?
No one is picking up?
You only call me when your lonely