From the recording The State Of My Mind
Lyrics
I was killing my ambitions with a lot of gin
When I saw her coming in with tears in her eyes
We fucked for a minute, I said it was a sin
It was fun, she said, don't start to moralise
There is a little problem where I need some help with
Don't be afraid, it's nothing like that for your eyes only shit
Somebody blew their brains out, I got falsely accused
It was a clear cut case of them or me cos I felt abused
Obsession without intent
I really didn't want it to end this way
I want to tell you how it went
I met her on a Sunday, she was dead the next day
I'm just doing the things I do
I can't feel too sorry for you
Don't twist my arm and let me go
I'm not trying to run this show
Obsession without intent
I really didn't want it to end this way
I want to tell you how it went
I met her on a Sunday, she was dead the next day