Album: Flowers For Wendy

Dead With You

I get up
I grab a can of coke and go
I get up
I grab a pack of smokes and I lit up

I don't want you kissing me
I don't want you missing me
I don't want you missing me at all
I don't wanna be around your mother
I don't wanna be around your dad, that's true
I don't wanna be around your sister and brother
I won't speak of dead with you

I go down
I see a lot of people hanging round
I see you
As I try to get away you see me too

I don't want your history
I don't want your memory
I don't want you anywhere at all
I don't wanna be around your mother
I don't wanna be around your dad, that's true
I don't wanna be around your sister and brother
I won't speak of dead with you

I don't want you reading me
I don't want you calling me
I don't want anything at all
I don't wanna be around your mother
I don't wanna be around your dad, that's true
I don't wanna be around your sister and brother
I won't speak of dead with you
I won't speak of dead with you
I won't speak of dead with you