I like to swim through the dance when we kick it Kissing me now, I'll sort you out if you want it I've been out on tour, so I've hardly had a minute Fall into the bar, full of champagne, spilling Got me spinning like a star, guess I'm feeling kind of funky Way back in the day, now, when you called a man a junkie Just remember who you are Remember who I was, remember who I am, remember just because
It's not the first time, hose line struck me to depression Got me living on a fault line in timеs of recession Somewhеre close to God, half-cut like a fool Door slams in my face at a place where I'm stressing
With time still on my hands I don't know what I got I don't know what you've got, you got to lose
'Cause I like to think I'm in control in reception At that very moment, in that very second By the time we vacate the place, feel disgraced, hail a cab Bitter taste in my mouth, sweating bullets like a weapon
Grace is a glory many can't find at 7 Let alone 11, let alone at 3 Let alone with you standing next to me Chewing on a wasp like a bulldog licking piss off a lemon
With time still on my hands I don't know what I got I don't know what you've got, you got to lose I'm tired of making plans, breaking promises I've made And losing friends I had, losing friends I had
But I'm bored, all the time what you taken And my mind now is yours for the taking So impressed at the rest of the guests are involved But they can't shine a light, hold a moth to a flame I'm a candle in the wind, where you been? I've forgotten, what's the saying? I wish I looked the same way I did at 7 The way you looked at me at 11 Sha-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la
'Cause I like to take all of the chances I'm given Missing me now, I'll sort you out, it's all forgiven Taking you out, I'm on the town Pass me fags, bags, clippers and papers, laters, passing out
Says I'm on the back seat 'cause I've been driven Says I'm in the doghouse 'cause she's unforgiving She says I'm at a loss now and you'll pay the price now Well, it's just the cost of stepping out with the devil (It's not the first time)
Sorry if I came across rude Sorry if I gave the wrong impression Sorry if I misconstrued The way you looked at me at 11
With time still on my hands I don't know what I got I don't know what you've got, you got to lose I'm tired of making plans, breaking promises I've made And losing friends I had, losing friends I had
But I'm bored, all the time what you taken And my mind now is yours for the taking So impressed at the rest of the guests are involved But they can't shine a light hold a moth to a flame (Losing friends I had) I'm a candle in the wind, where you been? I've forgotten, what's the saying? I wish I looked the same way I did at 7 The way you looked at me at 11 (Losing friends I had)