Three is a crowd - Bodi Bill

My eyes are hurting from the sweat

Of the other night we were raving at

The club.

at dawn it’s scream and shout

My ears are drums.

it’s noisy inside out

When I was running back to you

My clouds would start ascending, too

And in the night when I was running still

They came so close we almost touched the hill

We drank a lot of planters punch

But it still seems not enough

Why don’t we crash at your bedroom

I lit all your cigarettes

And we were dancing just like friends

Why don’t we try to forget that

I dried all your silly tears

He is gone and I am here now

(why) won’t you chear up a bit