Текст песни Nocturne No. 27 - Kissogram

The last night was like a warm blanket on my mind
Was it foggy when we kissed or was I blind?
When we listened to Bridget St.John
Now everything, everything is gone, gone, gone, gone

The new day is shouting in my face
And the birds are chirping in my ears you are wrong
And don't tell us you were just drunk
And don't tell us you were just

And don't tell us you were just drunk
And don't tell us you were just