90s Sisyphus

You don’t have to tell me

I paid for the entry

It’s gonna end in tears

It’s gonna end in beers

Call yourself a specialist

Like a 90s Sisyphus

Dust off all the artifacts

Velvet flares are coming back

And now for my last trick

I give you a dogfish

Take the stage like it’s Knebworth

Tell myself this doesn’t hurt

It doesn’t hurt

It doesn’t hurt

I fell out of love oh yeah

I fell out of love oh yeah

I don’t need you to soothe me

The gestures don’t move me

Toss the garlands and the crown

The sun is going down

You got me so unbound

And I hate you now

Love’s most bitter refrain

Spit it up and taste it again

Love’s most bitter refrain

Spit it up and taste it again

I fell out of love oh yeah

I fell out of love oh yeah

I fell on my ass out of love like a crash from above flying back through the trees and right onto my knees