Testo di Suicide Blonde

Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass Sometimes you drink and then you dance around the kitchen You put on eighties music and make me listen for like hours straight No escape, Devo's really not that great, I hate when you forget my name Holes in your brain, those times you tried to overdose, kitchen floor and comatose Hiding hydrogen peroxide, throwing up a piece of toast Michael Hutchence could never save you, I'll never hate you Just let me run away, or put the rum away Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass Kinda like Ms. Hannigan when she was Cameron Diaz You could've been a superstar but should've been in rehab And that INXS video, you said you were fat But you were so beautiful, what's up with that part? Released in 1990 but you're never really free You'll stay on Centrelink realistically, commit successfully And maybe it was prophecy all along that you were the suicide blonde Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now Cold coffee on the table I'm running for the bus now You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass You're lying on the kitchen floor And pour a glass