Divorce Year - Thin Lips

Shifting, away from me

The whites of your eyes are blue

My guts churn, «no!»

But you’re done up, done up, done up

Such loss, could take an age to see

Stern mom, time bomb, it’s just you and me

But you can never never never look back

And you can never be

Hard-pressed to have a history lost to time

Lipstick, Limpdixx tell me I’m everything

Just light the match, and hope that I’m not lucky number three

Lifting, your eyes to see

You took everything from me

I’ve stopped the show, cuz I’m fed up, fed up, fed up

Your scars are sweeter than nothing

There’s the bottle that mine are shoved in

Turn off the lights and close the doors

I can’t stand you anymore