Текст песни Cynical One - TV Girl

I like looking at your eyes
Playing piano and staring out your window
In the middle of the night
From your house on the hill
I was hoping that you wouldn't forget me
But I know you will
So don't go around saying
There's no such thing as love
You can't go trading me places
Don't forget that I am the cynical one
Wine and roses are fine
But I like the harder stuff
And I can still remember
When too much was never enough