Martina:
I walked out
of the house in your
girlfriend's
clothes
They fit me
better than I would
have supposed
My mind close
the curtain
on a lonely
repose
And when I
walk around town
everybody
knows
I'm lying with
you
Backsliding
with you
Not trying
with you
I'm lying
with you
Out of the
house with hangover shame
Don't punish
me for not calling you
Come by the
house, I'll be there at eight,
Waiting on
the stoop for you
I'm lying with
you
Backsliding
with you
I'm not trying
with you
I'm lying
with you
Where are you
Ilya?
Where are
you Ilya?
Telephone's
ringing and I'm at work
Look around
to see if anybody heard
When I'm undercover
I know it's absurd
But I want
it and I can't say no
But I want
it and I can't say no
I'm lying with
you
Backsliding
with you
Not trying
with you
I'm lying
with you
Where are you?
Where are
you?
Dadada