sweet miranda made a burning in my throat

and i'm slumped in the bathtub like a sunken boat

so when will you leave me

when will you leave me

when will you leave me

leave me alone for a while?

cos i can't try

to be happy without you

leave me to my bourbon

it's a private kind of thing

and don't bother to tell me what you really think



cos i left everything that meant something

so i could become something

if you ever see me in the arms of a gutter out in the 'burbs

just say man he's finally getting all the love he deserves