MOG

Just one more line
It's about time that you got sick of me
As I talk in tongues to myself in my bed
I thought that I found myself on to something new
I repeat over and over again till I'm blue in the face with a choking regret
When you left that night
So now we lost our heads for the last time

'Cause I talked in circles around you on my bed
I thought that I found me a cure for feeling old
And all that followed fell like mercury to hell
And you can't breathe without coughing in daytime, neither can I
Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
No longer fun and so far from interesting
When you left that night

And I haven't slept since I met you
So now we lost our heads for the last time

To keep me sleeping loudly and cold in disgrace with a shameful regret
And I don't dream since I quit sleeping
Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
Just one more line
And all that followed fell like mercury to hell