Susan, the truth is Sipping sherry, branded by moonlight’s just a game people are playing tonight Seriously, terror advances So..
Sorry if you should find me Thinking of only the things that I need I’ve been living in America, churches of greed It’s sick
Nah, it’s cool You go I’ll stay Perfectly at home with this dread Dark leaves form a thread
So, should you still want me You can find me down at the café A little bit too busy being served Sworn enemy of the waitresses there A late September sunlight travels through her hair It wants to be... seen
Nah, it’s cool You go I’ll stay Perfectly at home with this dread Dark leaves form a thread