Lyrics
Had I not once a lovely youth
Heroic, and fabulous in truth
Drenched in sheets of gold
We're just growing old
But the same night after night
Like a pair of tired eyes
I need you to lie down by my side
I'm going for a season in hell
Heroic like everybody else
The commute, the structure
Those bones, they rupture
I'll take a pin and puncture all of the sins
That spin around your head
Like a half smoked cigarette
I wanna burn with you until theres nothing left
Nothing left, nothing left
As you were, as you are
I'd rather sleep in my car
As you were, as you are
Until the words fall apart
As you were, as you are
I'd rather sleep in my car
As you were, as you are
Until the words fall apart
As you were, as you are
I'd rather sleep in my car