I still haven't reasoned

With the fear of a quiet place

And scared of the morning

I was looking around her place

And stuck on a feeling

Choosing lust but it's never the same

If only I could feel it

I'd have something to show for my leaving

So shout out loud if you feel you've anything to offer anymore

Put your pale hands in the air if you're tired of being alone

And when there's nothing more I'll be in a room, where the women come and go

I thought I told you so, if I didn't have you I'd be six feet under

How should I begin?

Perfume from a dress I've known

My patience has been revisited again and again but it never seems to give in

Well what were you expecting?

Sunday morning we were tossing and turning while the cat in the bag was scratching and purring for another way out

I can hold you when you fall asleep than

And when there's nothing more I'll be in a room, where the women come and go

I thought I told you so, if I didn't have you I'd be six feet under

How should I begin?

Perfume from a dress I've known

And when there's nothing more I'll be in a room, where the women come and go

I thought I told you so, if I didn't have you I'd be six feet under

How should I begin?

Perfume from a dress I've known