Le Schwing

She never picks up on the first ring. She leaves me hanging at the station with the tourists and the touts, and I light a cigarette and I wait in the crowd with my doubts. And my doubts are all I have as the summer burns the parks and I'm scraping for an answer cos I know she's going to ask at about the future that we're failing, and how we start a fire from a spark. And I'd tell her that my songs are just the stories of our lives and the endings are unfinished and not everyone survives, but how I only sing the truth, and that's something only she gets to decide. And I hope you lied. I hope you shrugged and rolled yr eyes and thought of all those other guys, who promised love and gave it up. You'd never trust and never touch another life, if you believed them all. Slutever and ever, oh man. So if I'm honest I'd have ended me in Tokyo and maybe that was cheap or maybe I'm just better than that. I'm calling it a, singing "never coming back". Flew into America, looking for a revelation, ended up in Washington, got our shit stolen. I guess the moral of the story, is always take yr wallet on the stage. And everyone is actors simply bouncing off each other and our capitals are theatres and all yr friends play lover, so I'd ask you as whatever, please, tell me that our script can be saved! And I hope you lied. I hope you shrugged and rolled yr eyes and thought of all those other guys, who promised love and gave it up. You'd never trust and never touch another life, if you believed them all. Slutever and ever, oh man. And it's on. And it's off. Yeh it's on. No, it's off. No, it's off. Yeh it's off. No, it's on. No, it's off. Yeh, it's on! And I hope you lied. I hope you shrugged and rolled yr eyes and thought of all those other guys, who promised love and gave it up. You'd never trust and never touch another life, if you believed them all. Slutever and ever and ever and ever and ever forever oh man.