premier - she doesn't bother with goodbyes lyrics
the light from the diner’s h-tting your face
in the nicest beating i’ve ever seen
as it runs its fingers up and down your cheeks
and throws your shadow against the wall
a bit to roughly like a gentleman who’s had to much gin for the evening
so, baby have you got a cigarette
no, i don’t smoke
i’d just like to hold it
twirl between my fingers what murders the m-sses
feel like i’m playing god for a moment
there’s something sentimental about a cl-ssic love scene
but there’s nothing cl-ssic about the way she’s pretty
there’s red tape on everything
she’s a crime scene that breaths
she’s a crime scene
the light above us is careless
throwing splashes of color in the strangest of places
and she said, you look so beautiful with your face all shaded
so, baby have you got a cigarette
no, i don’t smoke
i’d just like to hold it
twirl between my fingers what murders the m-sses
feel like i’m playing god for a moment
is this your favorite sun-dress?
i’ll try not to tear it
but a promise made isn’t always a promise kept
there’s nothing elegant about this
she won’t stop kissing
but my lips have gone dead and rigid
find me a calendar and i’ll strike this from the record
she barely said a word and i barely answered
so, baby have you got a cigarette
no, i don’t smoke
i’d just like to hold it
twirl between my fingers what murders the m-sses
(my heart is miles from my body)
feel like i’m playing god for a moment
(my heart is miles from my body)
(i’m sorry, miss, i didn’t catch your name
perhaps it’s best that you don’t
maybe i’ll see you around someday
well, maybe you won’t)
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