Knowing when when to cough and knowing when when to stop
Swallow new things turn round to flick you off
Outside it looks like I’ve gained more control
But I am secretly wishing for you to come home
Sugar you've been wasted again, I can taste on your breath
All the things you had planned, which will not come to pass
Wanna find you again cause I have no remorse, wanna feel you again
But there is no recourse