never said what i was thinking the night you turned up at my door
i could tell that you'd been drinking
as we went crashing to the floor
you came from santa monica with teardrops in your eyes
we passed out in the shadows of a lonely thursday night
we kissed away our memories and fucked away the pain
we went out for some coffee then we did it all again
couldn't tell what you were thinking the night i turned up at the bar
i told you i quit drinking and you laughed 'til you saw stars
i came to santa monica with flowers in my hand
i grabbed you by the lips with mine and slowly pulled you in
we kissed away our memories and fucked away the pain
you called in sick to work and then we did it all again