Woorden: Linoleum. Marquis.

He wakes up shaking with half a tooth missing
Lifts his head, feels the aftermath kick in
Last night you were shining and so entertaining
Today he is tired and wasted and gray

And each time he says, he won't do it again

His head is a rhythm and muscles start twitching
As he lights up a cigarette which does him no favors
Today like the others he'll spend under the covers
And wait for the night to get up there again

And each time he says, he won't do it again
But tonight you know that he'll do it again

And each time he says, he won't do it again
But tonight you know that he'll do it again