Lyrics
Speak of the handsome devil
Oh, when will I wear you like a hand in a glove?
You smother me, smother me, smother me in Morissey
Like all the pretty ones have done before
And writing songs for you in the backyard of another house show
When all I wanna do is sleep
And all my friends wanna do is see me fall
Watching music television with the sound down
It's technicolor rainbows and I think it's kicking in now
And there's more confidential information on
Mainstream radio stations, yeah
Someone famous just got caught
Someone famous just got a divorce
So I walk into my front door
And I'm going in swinging
I'm going down drinking
Like I swore that I wouldn't
And I'll come in singing
And I'll walk out screaming
'Cause no one gives a fuck anymore
Yeah, no one cares about this but you
And I need a break from the city again
So I'll play in backwater pubs in no-name towns
Pass out in your garden shed
And last night I slept in the country estate
Of the pretty girl's parents' single bed
With my best friend
And I woke up to air
So clean and so fresh
That I didn't dare
Light a cigarette
And as much as I love being near you
My favourite thing to do is leave
And if you drive me home
Would've sat with you by the fire
'Til my eyes closed
So I walk into my front door
And I'm going in swinging
I'm going down drinking
Like I swore that I wouldn't
And I'll come in singing
And I'll walk out screaming
'Cause no one gives a fuck anymore
Yeah, no one cares about this but you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And I'd be happy
If American spirit was nothing more
Than a brand of cigarettes
And there are no more metaphors
This hunger feels like hunger
A greedy, filthy need
From the very pit of me
And am I the only one
Holding on by the skin of my teeth
And I don't eat meat, motherfuckers
So I haven't got very strong teeth
By the skin of my teeth
By the skin of my teeth
By the holes in the floor
The water that drips in through the cracks in the ceiling
By the mice in the walls
From the fingernail gash in the doorframe, from the
Blackened headprints on the South East facing wall
Where I sit and I watch the heavy rain fall
Yeah, I sit and I watch Smith Street drown
