I wonder, and worry don't you
Maybe she's, off and moved to Brooklyn
Maybe Manhattan's
Been tarnished for her too
Can't remember
What I was dreaming of, not at all
Still I can't seem to shrug it off
Not to mention
These looks get expensive
Apprehensive
Well it's better than being bored all the time
Wonder what you've done with your life
How do you spend your nights
And I bet all your dreams came true
Whipped by the inkvine
And still I think of you
Wonder what you've done with your life
How do you spend your nights
And I bet all your dreams came true
Whipped by the inkvine
And still I think of you
Runnin' through the clouds in my head
I couldn't dream, of being anybody else
And I didn't know you
Until you lit my cigarette
She said I only smoke because I'm just bored all the time
Ohh so many too many lies
Whipped by the inkvine
Not to mention
These looks get expensive
Apprehensive
Well it's better than being bored all the time
Wonder what you've done with your life
How do you spend your nights
And I bet all your dreams came true
Whipped by the inkvine
And still I think of you
Wonder what you've done with your life
How do you spend your nights
And I bet all your dreams came true
Whipped by the inkvine
And still I think of you