Pulp - Like A Friend
Jul 10th, 2008 by Candice
Don’t bother sayin’ you’re sorry
Why don’t you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes - again
Every time I get no further
How long has it been?
Come on in now
wipe your feet on my dreams
You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
When I could’ve been learnin’ somethin’
Oh well, you know what I mean
Oh
I’ve done this before
And I will do it again
C’mon and kill me baby
While you smile like a friend
Oh and I’ll come running
Just to do it - again
You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can’t seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the train I never should have caught
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age
You’re like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid
Like a plane I’ve been told I never should board
Like a film that’s so bad but I gotta stay ’til the end
Let me tell you now it’s lucky for you that we’re friends
