Lyrics

[Verse 1] Where to begin? Let's see, describe to me your injury in a drunken late-night text You've been hurt before and now want more You can count on me to join you under the wreckage [Refrain] For it seems we're still the passengers, still Iggy's loyal customers In the city's still ripped backsides We will do what we need to keep this fantasy alive [Verse 2] Dressing bathroom stalls with alcohol You ask me to be to you more than a mother I will meet you in the arrivals hall I can tell you by the way you are still wearing your crutches [Refrain] You made a scene there at the festival, a European spectacle It was funny to play the clown Now you wonder why you cannot keep your thoughts to yourself Not make a sound [Chorus] Oh, and despite our best efforts, here comes another new year Walking in circles, you say, "I swear I've been here before" [Verse 3] I miss home I miss that lazy comedy of pulling you up off the lawn As it turns out, you are not so far away So says the ring on my phone [Refrain] And it seems I'm still the passenger, still Iggy's loyal customer With the panic of dumb, dumb boys For a while there, I had nearly tricked myself into believing I had some kind of choice [Bridge] And I can tell you've been thinking you can outrun all the nightmares It took a while to find out some people care and some don't [Chorus] Yes, and despite our best efforts, here comes another new year Walking in circles, I wonder if we've been here all along [Outro] Where to begin? Let's see, describe to me your injury Where should I send my regards? Where should they go?