Songtexte Bonaparte - Watchman

It may still look like a wreck here, but the surfaces are clean
I'll take back what I said here, in the blurred fluorescent green light
But you don't know yourself like I do
Fucking conceited thing to say

The people that I lie to
To give myself away for the night
But you knew just what this was
So don't act so damn surprised

You know I flew here just because
I saw your yellow evil eyes

Remnants of New York
I still smell it in your hair

Your friends are on the porch
And they look so fucking scared for you
They took these fancy photographs
You probably don't remember

And they published them in magazines
And went out in December
And January rolled around
And you never got a check

You never gave forms of ID
Because you left them in the wreck

The answers that you're waiting for
My selfish lies, you're self-employed
The enemies you made out there
I took your side and you didn't care
I fold the cards, you fall apart
My sunken eyes, your broken heart
You were bonafide, I was Bonaparte
With drunken lies and a brand new start

The answers that you're waiting for
My selfish lies, your self-employed
The enemies you made out there
I took your side and you didn't care
I fold the cards, you fall apart
My sunken eyes, your broken heart
You were bonafide, I was Bonaparte
With drunken lies and a brand new start