Things I wanted to say to you,
they still linger in my mind.
Weren't bothered when our ship was sinking,
But now the treasure is hard to find
You painted my world with your colours,
But the paint you used was just gasoline.
Your volatile ways smiled at me,
and they burned down my dreams.
I know you're thinking
That I'm probably drinking
and you're actually not half wrong
But darling don't both of us talk sweeter with booze?
Yeah...but only one of us writes songs.
-fxg
