Your lips want anyone else
Mine taste like everyone else
Oh, that's a tragedy
Try not to pity myself
You fall back into yourself
Oh, what a mess we're in
Slow down, show me
Tell me how a modern human should be
It's so easy
You're so pretty when you lie to me
But how much blame can we take, babe? Oh-oh
When all our friends are so shady
Your lips want anyone else
Mine taste like everyone else
Oh, that's a tragedy
Try not to pity myself
You fall back into yourself
Oh, what a mess we're in
I've got more hope of killin' war
Or seein' sound, ah-ah
Than I've got of keepin' you around
Of keepin' you around, of keepin' you around
Dead club, so low
So good, I'm pretendin' it's fun though
Headfuck won't go
So tired of bein' tired, you know
I wish I could make it easy, oh-oh-oh
I'm still a broken machine, babe
Your lips want anyone else
Mine taste like everyone else
Oh, that's a tragedy
Try not to pity myself
You fall back into yourself
Oh, what a mess we're in
I've got more hope of killin' war
Or seein' sound, ah-ah
Than I've got of keepin' you around
Of keepin' you around, of keepin' you around
Build somethin' up just to knock it down
Live a quiet life in a quiet town
Maybe everyone will forget me now
Could we just start over?
Build somethin' up just to knock it down
Live a quiet life in a quiet town
Maybe everyone will forget me now
Could we just start over?
Your lips want anyone else
Mine taste like everyone else
Oh, that's a tragedy
Try not to pity myself
You fall back into yourself
Oh, what a mess we're in
I've got more hope of killin' war
Or seein' sound, ah-ah
Than I've got of keepin' you around
Of keepin' you around, of keepin' you around
compositores: Joseph Langridge-Brown - Conor Mason - Dominic Craik
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