Kiss Yourself Testo

Music copyright 2000 (SESAC) The Firebird Band
Lyrics copyright 2000 (SESAC) Christopher Broach
Paint your face in the mirror
You never needed it anyway
AND you so beautiful
You so beautiful
Kick yourself
You've got no money
You're sick of this city
You've got no money
Kill yourself and you'd be happy
you said
How would you know? How the fuck would you know?
Kiss me Kiss me Kiss me in your room
I have The Cure
Kiss me Kiss me Kiss me in your room
San Francisco summers
and the fall of New York City
Three months in Chicago keeps you pretty she said
Stars in the New York City
And the stars in San Fransico
The stars in every city are so pretty you said
Live with what you said
and kiss me on my head
Red string around your finger to help you forget
Red wine stained lips
your red red lipstick
drunk nights and whiskey kisses
and bruises on my neck
Kick yourself you never asked me
kiss me in the ocean and you stayed in California..alone
Red wine stained lips
your red red lipstick
drunk nights and whiskey kisses
and bruises on my neck
San Francisco summers
and the fall of New York City
Three months in Chicago keeps you pretty she said
Stars in the New York City
And the stars in San Fransico
The stars in every city are so pretty you said
You had to live near the ocean and kiss me in the water
Salt inside our mouths, Drop your lipstick in the water
kill yourself with all that
shoot me through your veins
Take me in the ocean, but you left for California alone.
Kiss yourself in the mirror again
a gift for whiskey christmas
kick yourselfyou've got no money
you spent it all
10 shots for Christmas and a phone call
and i wish you the best
I'm not drunk and I'm not jealous
you were the best i ever had
with whiskey, and christmas, numb lips and whiskey kisses
a card for every Christmas you missed
you still call me Christmas
with a cigarette and so many smiles
I loved you when you kissed me then