andy_chalmers_102

It’s what I’ve come to expect from you,
Another ****ing photo shoot,
Stuck inside this hotel room,
Your mirror is your best excuse.

[Chorus]:
Roll the carpet,
Strike a pose,
Dressed up in your boyfriend’s clothes,
At least I’ve found another you,
I think she knows her way around here too.

Let me hold your purse for you one last time,
Don’t cry, smudged make-up equals suicide,
The bull**** doesn’t work you never tried,
Wrong place, wrong time, lets start a riot.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]:
It’s ok,
I still love you for who you are,
Along with all the clothes and all the cars,
You keep showing up,
Why don’t you get a room?
As long as it’s not next to mine.