歌词
We smell like last night's cigarettes, whiskey and morning sex
And I don't seem to mind at all
Wake up, get dressed; hanging on a cigarette
And I don't even really care at all
You were doing just fine
Me, I was having a hard time
Standing on the edge
'Til you pushed me off the ledge
Cause I don't have the guts to fall
Just a victim of circumstance
Laughing off the consequence
And I don't seem to mind at all
Play dead, submit
I think we could get used to this
Yeah I don't even really care at all
You were doing just fine
Me, I was having a hard time
Standing on the edge
'Til you pushed me off the ledge
Cause I don't have the guts to fall
You were doing just fine
Me, I was having a hard time
Standing on the edge
'Til you pushed me off the ledge
Cause I don't have the guts to fall
You were doing just fine
Me, I was having a hard time
Standing on the edge
'Til you pushed me off the ledge
Cause I don't have the guts to fall