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By the light of the LED display of the VCR recorder You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear: "This is my downfall" As you squint and you grimace We both know your heart's not in it In the glow of a thousand fireflies In a travelodge en-suite They think the future's bright as halogen We know it's pretty bleak And I'm trying to be sexy Biting at the air that falls in front of me. The telegrams are more and more less detailed by the day And all the characters are strangers And the pubs have different names I tell a joke, I'd like to meet them But they'll loathe me and I'd hate them back Absence makes the heart grow fonder Fondness makes the absence longer Length loses my interest I'm a realist, I'm insatiable So, ten days until I fly But that was before your reply SongtexteYou said, "He got his teeth fixed" I'm gonna break them I've got a heart on fire You said, "He's got his sights set" I'm getting to ya I've got fists on fire And you feel terrified at the thought of being left behind Of losing everybody, the necessity of dying Oh, we kid ourselves, there's future in the fucking But there is no fucking future I'm just practising my accents, Picking at old sutures I taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love Is to like the other slightly less than you get in return I keep feeling like I'm being under-cut Charlotte says it's more constructive than the one in Canada When you got drunk, ate loads of crisps And threw up by a football pitch I know it is, and really that's what worries me I feel like I should hurt You said, "He's got his teeth fixed" I'm gonna break them I've got a heart on fire He said he's got his sights set I'm getting to ya I've got fists on fire I cannot emphasise enough that my body is a Badly designed, poorly put together vessel Harbouring these diminishing, so-called vital organs Hope my heart goes first, I HOPE MY HEART GOES FIRST! And we are beautiful, we are doomed Aus Songtexte Mania