Issue No 152 For You Lyrics

Your mistake, we sat on the phone last night
And all the mistakes, there was something about that nights
I wrote a song - everything I know
Nights that I mistook for baths,
Permission to turn it off

And I wrote the truth, you read it one last time
And I have the proof, for the rest of our goddamn lives
Wrote the song, everything I know
Nights that I mistook for baths,
Permission to turn it off

Angel of sex, soldier of lame
Just a reminder
She never did anything for me x4