Kind Of Like Spitting - Thrill Of The Hunt Lyrics
She's bright and you're bleakThen she kicked you out into the streetYou call her when you're weary and weakAnd the coma you slip intoWill hold all this against youYou will learn to bite your tongue when you speakYou resolve all your singsStart it all over againDon't go home,If you need to, you can call me from the road.If you only noticedYou're dressed up and you're nervousAnd we've well-rehearsed our burdensYou feel like nothing is completeYou're soulless and you're worthlessYou'll be nothing until you noticeYou can find regufe in anyone you meetBut don't go homeIf you need to, you can call me from the roadYou might notice