Crime In Stereo - Unfortunate Tourists Lyrics
I am the unfortunate tourist, strandedAt the edge of your bed. Shipwrecked.Journeyed from the depths of our drinks to the small curves of your legsand yet in your absence...I feel good now that you're gone.I am the constant exit, the constant exthe next former friend to attend your revenge.And you said "You're just like them! Born to love and then disappear!"And I said "People like that are the only people here"