Compositor: Bison
It's like this - I really miss you but we never even spoke
I get jealous when I see you hanging round with other folk
And I feel like I can't sleep, can't eat, feel like I'm gonna go insane
Well I need a little something, need a little something for the pain
One for the money
One for the show
One for the luck we pushed and all that dust of all those summers
One to take the edge off
And to soften the blow
And before you know where you are, what do you know
Let's stay up late
Let's get ourselves in a sorry state
And be here when the morning comes
Because I won't wait
If you wait too long it'll be too late
Got to have your fun
Well I woke this morning pinned like a butterfly to the bed
When I close my eyes I can still see the movie in my head
In close up: your face, your hands, your body, and freeze-frame rewind
Pass me that bottle I'm gonna get out of my mind
One for the money
One for the show
One for the luck we pushed and all the dust of all those summers
One to take the edge off
And to soften the blow
And before you know where you are, what do you know
Let's stay up late
Let's get ourselves in a sorry state
And be here in the morning sun
Because I won't wait
If you wait too long it'll be too late
Got to have your fun
From coast to coast I've been chasing this ghost but my proton pack's not big enough
Down the rabbit hole till I find my goal or until I lose my superpowers oh no...