Leather Jacket

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I wanna tell you what's on my mind I wanna bill you for wasted time Wasted cigarettes that quenched your fix And wasted spit I left there upon your lips [Verse 2] I'm getting used to the fact you left I'm getting used to the loneliness Even if you knew that, you wouldn't care Now I sit and talk to an empty chair [Outro] And bang my head against the wall And think up ways I should have told you to fuck off But I won't lose a bit of sleep 'Cause I know that you're really just a creep And I got something that I'm gonna keep forever and ever and ever Your leather jacket
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Credits
- Writers
- Ben Weasel
- Dan Vapid