When you base your whole identity,
On reaction against somebody,
It's the same as being in.
I tend to forget when I drink,
I'm doing it again I think,
A hand to hold, an ego to flatter,
Cause you were the white skin,
I was the bladder.
Time passes, events fall away,
I don't think they'll hurry, hurry up,
I'm blacking out, high on the vapour,
'Cause I was the typo,
You were the Liquid Paper.
Talk it over, talk it, over talk it,
The answer's still the same,
It's discontent, humiliation,
'Cause you were the theme and,
I was the variation.
Try to take a less dramatic course of action,
This attraction, introspection,
Diction, ooh, predilection,
It's breaking my heart again,
Breaking my heart again.
|
