I just caught your
Breathless but trenchant aperçu
You're dying at the thought of
A lifetime being you
Yesterday's no dream
Tomorrow's no lie
Sure you think about death
That's because you're alive
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
The back of your hand
The outside of his thigh
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne changent pas d'avis
You want to be loved, but
You've never wanted to fit in
When they had Livin' on a Prayer
You had It's a Sin
Take yourself to Murray's
Have that raspberry pie
With your head full of dreams
And your mouth full of lies
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
The back of your hand
The outside of his thigh
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne changent pas d'avis
Yeah welcome to the day
When f*cking f*ck you realize
Nearly everything you enjoy is
Becoming what you despise
Yesterday's no dream
Tomorrow's no lie
Made yourself suicidal
Cuz you're so afraid to die
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
Some bank in your hand
For those dreams on the fly
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne... changent... pas
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I just caught your
Breathless but trenchant aperçu
You're dying at the thought of
A lifetime being you
Yesterday's no dream
Tomorrow's no lie
Sure you think about death
That's because you're alive
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
The back of your hand
The outside of his thigh
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne changent pas d'avis
You want to be loved, but
You've never wanted to fit in
When they had Livin' on a Prayer
You had It's a Sin
Take yourself to Murray's
Have that raspberry pie
With your head full of dreams
And your mouth full of lies
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
The back of your hand
The outside of his thigh
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne changent pas d'avis
Yeah welcome to the day
When f*cking f*ck you realize
Nearly everything you enjoy is
Becoming what you despise
Yesterday's no dream
Tomorrow's no lie
Made yourself suicidal
Cuz you're so afraid to die
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
Some bank in your hand
For those dreams on the fly
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne... changent... pas
Breathless but trenchant aperçu
You're dying at the thought of
A lifetime being you
Yesterday's no dream
Tomorrow's no lie
Sure you think about death
That's because you're alive
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
The back of your hand
The outside of his thigh
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne changent pas d'avis
You want to be loved, but
You've never wanted to fit in
When they had Livin' on a Prayer
You had It's a Sin
Take yourself to Murray's
Have that raspberry pie
With your head full of dreams
And your mouth full of lies
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
The back of your hand
The outside of his thigh
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne changent pas d'avis
Yeah welcome to the day
When f*cking f*ck you realize
Nearly everything you enjoy is
Becoming what you despise
Yesterday's no dream
Tomorrow's no lie
Made yourself suicidal
Cuz you're so afraid to die
Touch James Murphy tonight
Casual, on the sly
Some bank in your hand
For those dreams on the fly
Tomorrow's a gift
Reserved for a version of you
That's extremely hungover, and
One day less new
Some solace to take
Oh baby in the end you'll see
Il n'y a que les imbéciles qui
Ne... changent... pas
Writer: W. James Meagher
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