Freedy Johnston - That's What You Get lyrics

Too bad about your place Well that's how the cellophane curls I will walk back tonight Kick through the ashes of your guitar In a long black coat, broken shoes I was right there and you didn't know Too bad about your place Well that's what you get for being hungry I will walk back tonight With all my beautiful friends Too bad you can't lay down Well that's what you get for standing up I will walk back tonight Kick through the ashes of your guitar In long black coat that looks like hell With a ring I found by the biker bar Where the smoke is trying to get away I was right there and you didn't know