Smoking cigarettes
Hiding Figaro
I won’t wake up
The sea will take me home
The sea will take me home
Like a Monday I forgot

The day of missunderstanding
You feel like a child
At night I wake up with the morning ghost
She’s been gone she’s been gone

Remember Miss World’s promise
We can’t burn it away
She was smiling and warning us
We’ve known we’ve known it well

Ahh show me that picture you’ve done
Wake me up crack me up hang up your phone

Ahh show me that tragic magic
Choke me up cracked me up hang up your furs