King Creosote - Rims lyrics

Oh we'll have a final time On our west-coast drive Together demented laughing at her bold lights You'll not mention him I'll not mention her We'll not mention any of this back home with our lies Weary of spies And their crinkled up shirts And their discarded ties I am the worst I am the worst That year I mixed up yin and yang All the good I thought I did you turned out bad Helping you out, blind eye turned Lashes battered, lashes burnt You spoke to others, should you let them remind you But you have a brand new Let me remind you but you have a brand new Some village bike you turned out to be Cycled off no tears me Some village bike you turned out to be Cycled off no brakes for me I am the worst I am the worst I am the worst I am the worst Oh we'll have a final time On our west-coast drive Together demented laughing at her bold lights You'll not mention him I'll not mention her We'll not mention any of this back home with our lies Weary of spies And their crinkled up shirts And their discarded ties