Screeching Weasel - Leather Jacket lyrics
[Screeching Weasel - Leather Jacket lyrics]
I wanna bill you for wasted time
Wasted cigarettes that quenched your fix
And wasted spit I left there upon your lips
I'm getting used to the fact you left
I'm getting used to the loneliness
But even if you knew that, you wouldn't care
Now I sit and talk to an empty chair
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