Letras
Five courses, three jobs and one forlorn, alcoholic boyfriend who
Tells all, our friends that he doesn't know what he'd do without me well
When did his friends and my friends become one and the same term and
How come, I know just what I'd do without him
I'd have more time
I'd have more money
I'd buy new shoes and read everything by
Dostoevsky
And I know too
Exactly what he'll do
The old gal pulled out late last night
Is what he'll tell the guys at the pub tonight
The old gal pulled out late last night
In search of greener pastures
And I don't know what she thinks she's gonna find
Maybe she's just going through a phase
I thought everything was alright
So I don't really understand why
But the old girl pulled out late last night
Old friend, cold house, pile of mouldy blankets and a dirty couch
One kettle, well used, ash tray and an extra key
She said I could call the living room my own as long as I need to there's a
Spy phone so I'll know not to answer if he calls
And baby I'm not selfish I'm just tired
I haven't found the time to be alone for several months
There's more to me than just being your girlfriend
Though I've smoked a lot of cigarettes in your name
And I'll bet you, have smoked a few in my name too
From time to time I see his friends
They fill me in, though I don't ask
He does not know how to spend time
I kindly suggest a library card
Four papers left to go
Five exams and one stupid presentation leaving
Three bosses, almost two
Can't be late for work again
Two pairs of new shoes, great dress made with me in mind
The Brothers Karamazov, Crime and Punishment, The Idiot
The old gal pulled out late last night
Is what he'll tell the guys at the pub tonight
The old gal pulled out late last night
In search of greener pastures