May 1st from Viola by The Ian Fays

You said it tasted good, although I knew it didn’t
You said go spend that money, although I knew I couldn’t
And I slept in your house when I couldn’t sleep
Anywhere else
You said it tasted good, although I knew it didn’t
You said let’s go play, who cares if we shouldn’t
And I sang in your house when I couldn’t sing
Anywhere else
But where you need to go, I will take you to
Where you need to be, what you need to do
Where you need to go, I will take you to
Where you need to be, what you need to do
And you didn’t even say, don’t worry I got it covered
You just grabbed that lipstick and that Bowie cover
And I’ll sleep in your house every Christmas Eve
Til the day I die

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