Bonaparte Lyrics

It may still look like a wreck here, but the surfaces are clean

I'll take back what I said here, in the blurred fluorescent green light

But you don't know yourself like I do

Fucking conceited thing to say

The people that I lie to

To give myself away for the night

But you knew just what this was

So don't act so damn surprised

You know I flew here just because

I saw your yellow evil eyes

Remnants of New York

I still smell it in your hair

Your friends are on the porch

And they look so fucking scared for you

They took these fancy photographs

You probably don't remember

And they published them in magazines

And went out in December

And January rolled around

And you never got a check

You never gave forms of ID

Because you left them in the wreck

The answers that you're waiting for

My selfish lies, you're self-employed

The enemies you made out there

I took your side and you didn't care

I fold the cards, you fall apart

My sunken eyes, your broken heart

You were bonafide, I was Bonaparte

With drunken lies and a brand new start

The answers that you're waiting for

My selfish lies, your self-employed

The enemies you made out there

I took your side and you didn't care

I fold the cards, you fall apart

My sunken eyes, your broken heart

You were bonafide, I was Bonaparte

With drunken lies and a brand new start