Lately - COIN

What a tragedy

It’s a settled score

Like a cavity

A canyon of sorts

It was in my hands

You were in my blood

You had a fighting chance

Fall in and out of my head now and then

Lately, I’ve been tring to quit

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

What a tragedy

To a heart of gold

And all the company

But you’re still alone

Sitting beneath the last supper painting

Your eyes glazed-over at the dinner table

Fall in and out of my head now and then

Lately, I’ve been tring to quit

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh …

Oh oh