Midas

Taking pills in the green room

My neighbor back home got me too’d

And I’m ready for something new

Sucking down one more lozenge

World war III in progress

And I could really use someone like you

And isn’t it cruel?

Yeah isn’t it cruel how we do?

Make a truce with myself and call me

Midas in reverse ‘cause everything I touch

Turns eventually to dirt

I’ll make a truce with myself and I don't reckon that I'm cursed

But everything I touch turns eventually to dirt, yeah

King Midas in reverse

King Midas in reverse

Cause everything I touch

I could be your reflection

I’m a whore for affection

Hope you don’t mind I sleep too late

She’s a Ukrainian model

Moved to L.A. in high school

Flyin’ to Japan on Christmas break

And isn’t it cruel?

Yeah isn’t it cruel how we do?

Make a truce with myself and call me

Midas in reverse ‘cause everything I touch

Turns eventually to dirt

I’ll make a truce with myself and I don't reckon that I'm cursed

But everything I touch turns eventually to dirt, yeah

King Midas in reverse

King Midas in reverse

Cause everything I touch

Everything I touch turns eventually to dirt

Everything I touch turns eventually to dirt, oh

Everything I touch turns eventually to dirt

Everything I touch turns eventually to dirt, oh