[Verse 1]
Putting on clothes, none of which I wore yesterday
It's never felt more fucking great

And I know I should wash you off but I can't
Maybe I've gone soft in my old age

Lying next an old TV and a fake christmas tree
In the middle of January I pretend I'm asleep

Tossing and turning scratches and scratches my legs are burning and I'm learning more and more every day - about being alone

[Chorus]
Tall tales of lives lost to debauchery
And you call it God, I call it love
And we both worship the same unattainable feeling

[Verse 2]
You said I'm sexy when I smoke
Said I love the fact you don't

And we're both turned on by destruction
But we can only fall in love with hope

She somehow shakes from me a shiver
And hide out by the river