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