:::Sunday, June 25, 2006:::
coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just fine,
gotta gotta be down because i want it all...
it started out with a kiss
how did it end up like this?
(it was only a kiss, it was only a kiss...)

now i’m falling asleep and she’s calling a cab,
while he’s having a smoke and she’s taking a drag...
now they’re going to bed and my stomach is sick (and it’s all in my head...)

but she’s touching his chest,
now, he takes off her dress
now, let me go...

i just can’t look its killing me and taking control...

jealousy, turning saints into the sea
swimming through sick lullabies
choking on your alibis,
but it’s just the price i pay
destiny is calling me
open up my eager eyes...

cos i’m MR BRIGHTSIDE...

i never...

+++