Cigarette ash in my corduroys she's telling me
I'm nothing but a sad boy, I'm not expensive, I'm worthless, I can't speak any German, what's the point?
Sick of waiting up all night, just to see if you would sleep by my side
Shaking in your skin, you're upset when the d** start kicking in
Don't you realize that you played me like a game, it's a shame
When I stepped off the front stoop of that house
All of the alcohol I swallowed came out
There you were
There was he
Just something I knew I would see