Cruel Brunette

歌詞

Shoes at the door and a colour coded kitchen, Evidently very house proud, With a hiccup and a wink, And your dish in the sink, You've declared that dinner is over. Now we're left with the decision, Is it us we both envision, We'll decide when we get upstairs, As much as its a sure thing, I still feel there's a chance, We could end up just doing dares. And so, Armed with a conviction, That betrays me in a second, I lie with an excuse, I can't believe I'll get away with, That I don't like driving in the dark, It's hard to tell between the sky and the bark. But the offer of a taxi, Leaves it all in burning tatters, My belt was on the floor already, But again that hardly matters, As nice as it was of her to offer to pay, The real payoff would only come if I stay. Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes, Are useless to me now. Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes, Are useless to me now. Hope flutters out underneath closed doors, This spiralling romance a real tour de force, I screamed a weak whimper of stuttering protests, Callously turned away, sudden lack of interest. Swinging the light I'm begging for confession, A tight lipped jab about a lady's own discretion. Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes, Are useless to me now. Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes, Are useless to me now. After what seemed like a cliche, I feel robbed of a morning, No awkward searching for toothpaste, Or a housemate scorning, Why do women act like they're doing men a favour, It's not like they can live without relationships either, Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes, Are useless to me now.Sad songs and waltzes and yesterday's clothes, Are useless to me now. I leave in a huff of Supreme Court disgrace, Sitting on the front step doing up my lace, In the rush to get in I tore them off rather quickly, Ridding them completely of their plastic nobility. In a moment I'll not call madness just yet, I engraved on her letterbox Cruel Brunette.