| Losing a whole year
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| Losing a whole year
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| I remember you and me used to spend
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| The whole goddamned day in bed
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| Losing a whole year
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| Lying in your room we’d lay like dogs
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| The phone would ring like a joke that’s left unsaid
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| Losing a whole year
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| Rich daddy left you with a parachute
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| Your voice sound like money and your face is cute
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| But your daddy left you with no love
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| You touch everything with a velvet glove and
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| Now you want to try a life of sin
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| You want to be down with the down and in Always copping my truths
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| I kind of get the feeling like I’m being used
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| And now I realize you never heard
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| One goddamned word I ever said
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| Losing a whole year
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| Losing a whole year
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| I took your stuff and put it in the basement
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| When I found out what the smile on your face meant
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| I’ve seen you pop that check
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| Craning your neck at my car wreck and
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| It always seems the juice used to flow
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| In the car, in the kitchen you were good to go Now we’re stuck with the tube
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| A sink full of dishes and some aqualube
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| And I remember you and me used to Spend the whole goddamned day in bed
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| Losing a whole year
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| And if it’s not the defense then you’re on the attack
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| When you start talking I hear the Prozac
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| Convinced you’ve found your place
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| With the pierced queer teens in Cyberspace
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| When you were yourself it tasted sweet
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| But it sours into a routine deceit
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| Well this drama is a bore
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| And I don’t want to play no more
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| Losing a whole year
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| I remember you and me used to Spend the whole goddamned day in bed
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| Losing a whole year |