If Im The Most Famous Boy You've Fucked, Then Honey, Yr In Trouble

Johnny Foreigner
Album : Johnny Foreigner Vs Everything

Well I guess she's got her claws in you
Yr shirt's all stained with blood
At least those talons held you up and oversaw, you understood
It never was the clubs you chose, the lines they let you cut
Let the gossip kids go fuck themselves, It's all they'll ever get
I guess its gonna' be, a waste oh now yr gone
I wanna be sat in parks with girls with sunglasses and cocktails
I want the casual confidence that grows through knowing yr own streets
So close yr eyes
Stay out of the the bright lights, this is Berlin, this is NYC (Again!)
Oh close yr eyes
Stay out of the the bright lights
Tonight is all we have
This, this is yr summer.
I wanna get so displaced that i notice that the scenery's shifting
Let the doves cast shadows and the shadows cast spells on yr own streets
So close yr eyes
Get out of the bright lights, this is Cape Town, this is Tokyo (Again!)
Yeah close yr eyes
Get out of the bright lights
Tonight is all we have
(Whooooooooah!) x2
You know how jealous exes get, you never stood a chance
Yr old friends talk about it they're convinced that it was bland
For all yr blushing sentiment, they'll never understand
Take the chance to get out while you can