I walk lonely in the city
Licking at last night′s lips
Like wounds that bleed the weekend
You stick on the backs of my lids, like modelglue
I'm snapping; I′ll lie I didn't mean a word of it
You can't break what bends
Sprawled across the foot of the bed
I spat through perfect teeth
Palms read, but only got the foreword
I won′t mend so lampshade me from you
Our eyes dance around at noon
You can't break what bends
Sprawled across the foot of the bed
I spat through perfect teeth
I sort of tripped and cracked my head in
Or I′ll forget you, my certified muse
(You can't break what bends)
You can′t break what bends
Sprawled across the foot of the bed
I spat through perfect teeth