Kid

I don’t really like the eighties

We kept listening to Prince

I have hugged you into sleep

Now I’m stuck with all these records

We have spun out of control

I’ll still hug you into sleep

When I stub my toe I scream out your name

As you are a bad word, stitched to my brain

I am the fool for not catching the hints

I used to care about your life

used to care about your kid

The beds still warm but im crying

you’d rather be sleeping with a doll

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Every time I hear you singing

The longing of the night

It will drag me back in time

When I stub my toe I scream out your name

As you are a bad word, stitched to my brain

I’m a the fool for not catching the hints

I used to care about your life

used to care about your kid

I used to care about your kid

Used to care about you

You’re cruising on your high

Say hi to your wife

I hope you’ll live a happy lie

Now I don’t care about your life

And I don’t care about your kid