Tekst piosenki
Word is you slept in a weird position
And your back and your shoulders are aching
I say my stomach is chewing its way out from the inside
Cause I’ve gone three days now without eating
I died on a cross-
Trainer, getting in shape for you
I fell at the first
Hurdle, you tell me I always do
You asked if I’d be anyone from history
Fact or fiction, dead or alive:
I said, „I’d be Tony Cascarino, circa 1995”
[Chorus]
We’re feeling so much more content
Knowing where our allegiances lie
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I
The time we spent around each other’s waist
The time spent expressing my distaste
With my eyes on a lightbulb
I choose to keep your birthday present for myself
Blow candles, your ill health
I’m being paid 35 pounds an hour
As a specialist foot fetish model
Flatter my arches, I pirouette for them
I pick the angles, hide my ingrown toenail
You think you’re the needle
That drains the blood donation
You’re just a repetition
On an old, worn out pin cushion
[Chorus]
We’re feeling so much more content
Knowing where our allegiances lie
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I
As the bus pulls away, I stare at the last field
Before we hit the city, that emotional minefield
I seduced your ex-boyfriend, to help you get over him
You found him more attractive
It helped you get over me
[Chorus]
We’re feeling so much more content
Knowing where our allegiances lie
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I
In the shower, I chew the soap bar
From the plastic, the morning after
I love the look of empathy in your eyes
I love the look of lust between your thighs
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