Number 2

Charlie you’re not my Charlie anymore you’re screwing it up
You’re killing your soul with an audience looking on
If I hadn’t left early last night I would have made a speech to you
How you’re not the only one you’re going to hurt

If you don’t believe me I don’t believe in you

Makes it all feel better does it?
Makes you feel like heaven does it?

You loved it and you spent accordingly
You can’t afford it now
You’ll try and you’ll fail
And love it like a little dog
And feed it on the scraps you find
And kiss it while you’re still asleep

You buy now and pay later

Posted in Flatbeat on Tuesday August 6, 2002.