deeply hurt

don’t bother saying you’re sorry

why don’t you come in

smoke all my cigarettes again

every time I get no further

how long has it been?

come on in now,

wipe your feet on my dreams

you take up my time

like some cheap magazine

when I could have been learning something

oh well, you know what I mean,

I’ve done this before

and I will do it again

come on and kill me baby

while you smile like a friend

oh and I’ll come running

just to do it again

you are the last drink I never should have drunk, you are the body hidden in the trunk, you are the habit I can’t seem to kick, you are my secrets on the front page every week, you are the car I never should have bought, you are the dream I never should have caught, you are the cut that makes me hide my face, you are, the party that makes me feel my age, like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid, like a plane I’ve been told I never should board, like a film that’s so bad but I’ve got to stay till the end,let me tell you now: it’s lucky for you that we’re friends.

like a friend

this is hardcore b-side

pulp