I guess the 'half empty glass' side of you got to you before I could.
Well, champagne glamorously glints in glasses
the cuisine slowly becomes cold mush
trampled in and around the ground
and everybody turns home-ways and bed-ways
and right-ways and wrong-ways.
You never showed up and I fall back.
Sometimes I wish you'd ran away with me and we drowned ourselves
in lavishness and luxury.
Leaking opulence from every orifice.
But then I remembered I don't have a job.
My head is so high up in the clouds, I'm choking on airplane scars in the sky.
the cuisine slowly becomes cold mush
trampled in and around the ground
and everybody turns home-ways and bed-ways
and right-ways and wrong-ways.
You never showed up and I fall back.
Sometimes I wish you'd ran away with me and we drowned ourselves
in lavishness and luxury.
Leaking opulence from every orifice.
But then I remembered I don't have a job.
My head is so high up in the clouds, I'm choking on airplane scars in the sky.