I still want something because of your mother
She told me that you were the best
I made myself have the goods
I don't want to walk in the back
but run ahead
be quiet, I want to see something besides what you say
You wanna sell me love
but I know it's price
no refunds
shipping and handling not included
I drank down all your words down on my knees
I'm drunk, I can no longer stand up
I drank down all your words in one go
I'm drunk, I no longer want any of it
Sitting on the bonnet of your Maserati
I lean there where it hurts
why did you run away
looking back through the story of the weekend kept in polaroids
paying particular attention to the ones that happened
entirely in bed.
I'm afraid that you'll leave
conditionally
trial period without conterfeit
you return to a sensible subject
in bed from Friday to Monday which leaves you empty
I drank down all your words down on my knees
I'm drunk, I can no longer stand up
I drunk down all your words in one go
I'm drunk, I no longer want any of it