Dress my car with new takkies,
with a girl by the side, looking a bit tacky
It would break my heart,
once we stop loving each other,
Quicker than the halt of my new brake shoes.

But with her, I had walked a mile,
and kissed so many times with her devilish smile
I learnt how to speak a demons tongue,
to demonstrate by every tomorrow,
an example to say, "I need you now"

As we'd get high on the laughs
about the lowest and saddest of things,
But strangely enough, my humour was high brow.

She'd be a Medusa in my eyes,
turning my thoughts into stone
-there's always something heavy on my mind,
dear, you always weigh heavy on my mind.