say goodbye to the ones you love
you’ll be leaving soon
don’t believe me
look at the stars
look at the map the old lady drew for you
it was in a gypsy place
she read your mind
and slapped your face
you went out for a swim
now you’re stuck in the deep end
you want to play the game
but you suck at defence
first: I don’t believe what’s written in the stars
second: that old lady
she was a shill and not well
it was a shabby place
and oh the smell
she read your mind
and slapped your face
you went out for a swim
now you’re stuck in the deep end
you want to play the game
but you suck at defence
I want to play but it depends
do I have to defend
I’m not in the mood
I’m singing the blues