Boys Next Door Shivers
I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style,
So I think I'll just act bored instead,
Who can take (alt: and contain) the blood i would've
shed?
She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary),
My heart is really on it's knees,
But i keep a poker face so well,
That even mother couldn't tell.
But my baby's so vain,
She is almost a mirror,
And the sound of her name,
Sends a permanent shiver down my spine.
I keep her photograph against my heart,
For in my life she plays a starring part,
All alcohol and cigarettes,
There is no room for cheap regrets.
She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary),
My heart is really on it's knees,
But i keep a poker face so well,
That even mother couldn't tell.
But my baby's so vain,
She is almost a mirror,
And the sound of her name,
Sends a permanent shiver down my...
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She makes me feel so ugly
My heart is really on it's
kneesBut i keep a poker face so wellThat even mother
couldn't tellBut my baby's so vainShe
is almost a mirrorAnd the sound of her nameSends a
perennial shiver down
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