Oxidado

Rusty and on the highway
Spending a change that won't come back
If it were easier to cover up this autumn with
Kisses
If there were letters to lie in this poker
Of blind people...
More drizzle, I miss you more
Kneeling in my mouth
I never play this story well
Of the good loser type
I go back to my bed limping
These drunken desires to see you again
It's not that I don't want to bark at you
What I'm not overflowing with is faith
It's not that I don't want to take care of you
But I'm knocked out and can't stand
And it's not that I don't want to touch you
I'm turned upside down...
Baby
Our tango is deflating
And we never could dance without stepping on each other's feet
Gathering the butts and the glasses
Lowering the blinds
The party is over
And it's too early to ask for a rematch
More drizzle, I miss you more
Kneeling in my mouth
I never play this story well
Of the good loser type
I go back to my bed limping
These drunken desires to see you again
It's not that I don't want to bark at you
What I'm not overflowing with is faith
It's not that I don't want to take care of you
But I'm knocked out and can't stand
And it's not that I don't want to touch you
But I'm without affection...
Baby