The Piss, The Perfume - Hayley Mary

I heard you’re coming back to Sydney, oh

I have prepared reaction for this one

I’m sure you expect that I will break down and cry

Or I’ll slither away and

Stumble out my window as you skip by singing

Don’t it come around

The wind and the sound

The slant in the room

The piss, the perfume

Always somehow

Can bring me to tears

Whenever combined

With pictures of you

I heard you’re coming back to Sydney town

Thought you weren’t for the simple life

Run it alone, the whole world 'round

Do not believe me, baby

I’ve been lyin' that I’m strong

But I gotta get out

I’m in a rhythm of doubt

I should be back in the fight where I belong

Not stumbling out my window

With your old t-shirt on

And don’t it come around

The wind and the sound

The slant in the room

The piss, the perfume

Always somehow

Can bring me to tears

Whenever combined

With pictures of you

Honeys to my left

And baby’s aright

The less that I have

The more that I find

Them calling me out

And I’m uninspired

Whenever your light

Whispers over mine

And I find bitterness through love

And I find through bitterness, true love

And I find bitterness through love

(And coming down she was)

And I find through bitterness, true love

And I find bitterness through love

And I find through bitterness, true love

Don’t it come around

The wind and the sound

The slant in the room

The piss, the perfume

Always somehow

Can bring me to tears

Whenever combined

With pictures of you

Honeys to my left

And baby’s aright

The less that I have

The more that I find

Them calling me out

And I’m uninspired

Whenever your light

Whispers over mine

And I find bitterness through love

And I find through bitterness, true love

And I find bitterness through love

(And coming down she was)

And I find through bitterness, true love

And I find bitterness through love

And I find through bitterness, true love