sweet miranda made a burning in my throat
and i`m slumped in the bathtub like a sunken boat
so when will you leave me
when will you leave me
when will you leave me
leave me alone for a while?
cos i can`t try
to be happy without you
leave me to my bourbon
it`s a private kind of thing
and don`t bother to tell me what you really think
cos i left everything that meant something
so i could become something
if you ever see me in the arms of a gutter out in
the `burbs
just say man he`s finally getting all the love he
deserves