Sending Postcards from a Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)

歌词

I am such a sucker 

And I'm always the last to know 

My insides are copper 

And I'd kill to make them gold 

Conversation got me here: another night alone in the city 

So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets 

I will sever the tie with you 

You can thank your lucky stars 

When you go, I will forget everything about you 

I've seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you 

Turn this up I'll tune you out 

Another night alone in the city 

Fake it like you matter cause that's a lie we can both keep