The night is chilly as the stars above
The things you said that day made me feel loved
To smell your hair and feel you in my arms
How I trusted you and let myself go
Now its gone away so long so long
Pictuers in my head of what could never be
You cut me off you let me down you lied to me
I take you out I rub you down I sell you shoes
So fu*k your trust your perfume and your mother to
Wheres my t-shirt wheres my money
Fu*k you and your cat |