Testo di Expect The Worst / 'Cos She's A Tourist

This town A likely down Well, my summer in Perth was nice Gimme Corona Aeroplanes And buxom dames Oh I haven't been sleeping well I've been a loner My heart is aching My back is breaking It's me It's you It's me It's you So you've decided on an art school So it's not that you were trying to be cruel All she wanted was a boyfriend Or a means to justifiable ends Thirty years ago this wouldn't be I was happy Last night I flickered off to sleep at four AM Now it's seven Well, the ocean is long and deep but I'm gonna try Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back) Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back) Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back) Maybe I'll die (don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back, don't hold me back)