A shot for my unlucky one
Who wants to mainline lighter fluid
In a self-destructive haze
Am I really the only one
Who can take you to the needlepoint of your mind
With the tune of the second fiddle
I remember winning you over
And thinking that you were a sucker
What did you offer?
The pre-eminent heartthrob, baby
Beats its way to a condition
Why did you bother?
Don't you know how foolhardy you are?
Our spirits aren't kindred, you sap
It's trivial
We were two lonely puppies in the midst of November
I was weak and called you over
But you were weaker
It makes me shudder
All I get to hear is radio interference from your gob
You say: "Meet me Thursday by the Catford Cat, 5:30"
I say: "It was time laid waste"
A shot in the dovetail
My social circle, your social spiral
Not the urbane one you thought you were
You resent what you can't have
You are my yo-yo, my darling yo-yo
You will never have me as betrothed
I never asked to be your foil
How dare you try to put the reins on me