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Jan 2014
The radio is blasting words I don't quite understand,
My right hand's still holding an unlit cigarette
It's 6 in the morning, worst time of any day,
I feel today's gonna be as blurred as yesterday.

And you are still there, in my freaking mind,
Why can't you just go away. Please go away.
And you are still there with your freaking smile,
Please go away, even if it's just for a while.

There's a bottle of Jack Daniels hidden under my bed,
And there's the bottle of your perfume on my bedside table.
Some may say it's a mistake to keep smelling your scent,
But I'm lonely and I believe I'll go where you went.

Don't worry my dear I'll soon be by your side,
Even if there are some things I'm not allowed to say to you
Like the fact that I'm still so deeply in love,
And that you're the only one I can think of.

It's always okay in the end.
So I guess we never really reached the end together.
I suggest we just go back right to the start,
If you wish to give us another chance - at last...
Je suis totalement irrΓ©cupΓ©rable. Trop d'espoir en moi.
Written by
   ---, Antony Glaser and Eliza
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