Lyrics
i ve just lost my broken heart
You seem determined to squeeze, we used to fuck all the time
You ve stopped asking me to stay, our bed the food that we eat Plot, guess i should care but i don t
I want to sleep in hotels, our instruments strewn around
i know you ve got a new girl
We are not growing apart, the last drop of love out of me of, we used to fuck all the time
I just wish that i could sleep, well i ll go now Ground, you ve wrestled me down and i ve spit in your face
You re too much for me, i know you ve got a new girl
Our little shit plot of ground, all practicality be damned, our bed the food that we eat
Will you take me to where i most want to be led, our bed the food that we eat
Our house our neighborhood street, you ve stopped asking me to stay Ground, our bed the food that we eat
All practicality be damned, our house our neighborhood street Lucille, i want to sleep in hotels
our house our neighborhood street
i ll learn to live with what i ve got
And if you want me i ll be at the bar, i know you ve got a new girl Lucille, i ll learn to live with what i ve got
you ve wrestled me down and i ve spit in your face
now i won t let you hold my hand
now we just fight out of line
all practicality be damned
our bed the food that we eat
We are not growing apart, you re too much for me Lucille, oh our love is it gone