Show me where my lovers have been
Instant coffee and cheap heroin
Stolen cigarettes and blood stained pavements
In greying streets they sing again
Explain why I'm the cause of all the fights
Scuffed combat boots and ripped fishnet tights
Playground swings at 3am
Beer bottles smashed and grounded again
Tell me if it were really me that did wrong
Lace lingerie, a spliff and a bong
Big party for the small street house
Smoked out living room we trashed again
Let me know if there's any way out
Lascivious groans and livid shouts
One hit too many and I'm dead
A body on their hands to hide again
