Sweet Waste

Late last September Didn't know what to do I was reading poetry and Mixing up a lethal brew You didn't notice I even drank it too Talking bout some politics Oh, maybe that was missing truth Coming from the darkness Shattered twice that's true Walking back to Melbourne street Maybe for some other hear But you always have a different look Bottle will have to do You were signing up today To see if I was blue I was in the rain Cut myself again Get back to the pharmacy and Swallow it up today You got a private number I never even knew If you want another summer I got a lot of things to do (Inaudible) Be more by the other somethings So live her underneath the rain Apologize for the commentary Wasn't in all the way But I was suffering Bubbling in the stew Spent the time all by myself now I Can't remember who I reached your private number baby I was a little rude But you can't deny the chemistry, oh You never do