Another round for my dark companion
The view from here is crowded now
I raise my glass, my Doppelganger smiles at me
From across the room
The great social issues
Mean less than nothing
Two dimensional pests
On my TV screen
I will wear only black and white
And hide in the alleys on Saturday nights
The endless prattle of politicians rings in my ears
The rain makes my mascara run
Another round for my dark companion
The view from here is crowded now
I raise my glass, my Doppelganger smiles at me
From across the room
Another 'round for my dark companion
Another 'round for my dark companion