Suicide Blonde

Cold coffee on the table

I'm running for the bus now {x2}

You're lying on the kitchen floor

And pour a glass {x2}

[Verse 1]

Sometimes you drink and then you dance around the kitchen

You put on eighties music and make me listen for like hours straight

No escape, Devo's really not that great, I hate when you forget my name

Holes in your brain, those times you tried to overdose, kitchen floor and comatose

Hiding hydrogen peroxide, throwing up a piece of toast

Michael Hutchence could never save you, I'll never hate you

Just let me run away, or put the rum away

Cold coffee on the table

I'm running for the bus now {x2}

You're lying on the kitchen floor

And pour a glass {x2}

Kinda like Ms. Hannigan when she was Cameron Diaz

You could've been a superstar but should've been in rehab

And that INXS video, you said you were fat

But you were so beautiful, what's up with that part?

Released in 1990 but you're never really free

You'll stay on Centrelink realistically, commit successfully

And maybe it was prophecy all along that you were the suicide blonde

Cold coffee on the table

I'm running for the bus now {x2}

You're lying on the kitchen floor

And pour a glass {x2}

[x2]