Mushroom Cloud - Tempesst

I’m haunted by

My telephone

You left me standing on the corner

Like a harlot waiting for your call

Out of spite

As though the price

Is rarely right

There’s nothing like a little contempt

To drive a man right over his edge

Doing things he’ll later regret

Sometimes I get carried away in the moment

Sometimes I get carried away in the moment

My curtain call

Cue the lights

I walked in to your party

A rabid dog looking for a fight

I made you cry

Nothing quite clears the room

Like a lunatic who’s got nothing to lose

Oh and when any excuse will do

Sometimes I get carried away in the moment

Sometimes I get carried away in the moment

Sometimes I get carried away

And sorry’s a worn-out sleight of hand

And love is a dried up wilderness

You’ll know where to find me, oh

On the fallen horizon

I’m your atom bomb

Don’t call my bluff

If you keep me waiting for a crumb off your table

I might self destruct

And I’ll become

A ray of light

Through the mushroom cloud