Who's Leaving You Now?
Tim Rogers
You thought you'd never hear
A voice that cracked so clear
Thought you'd never see
A head that slept for three
Every dream that thrills you up
smells like poison in your cup
And every dream that thrills you up
Now smells like poison in your cup
A drink never meant so much
You can put it all down to luck
Sleeps the only friend
You can grab on 'til the end
The now the voice and touch that used to thrill you up
Tears your lip just like a chip in a cup
And the feel that made you forget the rest
Just makes you feel like second best again