Lyrics Something With Numbers

Something With Numbers

Double Dyed

Money doesn't matter

when she's sleeping like a log

the only thing that matters is herself

Then she hears the pitter patter

Of footsteps in the hall

Hazy memories reveal themselves

In a foreign bed she lifts her head

she did it again

she did it again

So you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

It's too late to stop

(Yeah) (Yeah) your gonna do it again (Yeah)

So you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

It's too late to stop

(Yeah) (Yeah) your gonna do it again (Yeah)

Driving home from Sydney,

Has never been so hard

A double-dyed delinquent she's become

Her friends all say shes crazy

and she doesn't trust her mum

The only thing that matters is herself

In a foreign bed she lifts her head

she did it again

Not again

So you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

It's too late to stop

(Yeah) (Yeah) your gonna do it again (Yeah)

So you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

It's too late to stop

(Yeah) (Yeah) your gonna do it again (Yeah)

Its Friday night again

The infidel seeks out her victim

Cutting all the threads,

Closer to conviction

So you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

It's too late to stop

(Yeah) (Yeah) your gonna do it again (Yeah)

So you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

And you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

And you've been getting around

And your forgetting again

It's too late to stop

(Yeah) (Yeah) your gonna do it again (Yeah)