Passable Face

I've got a habit of breaking in to song
When everything starts going wrong
I've got a habit of breaking into life
Or a least an approximation there-of

Well I know that I'm a man with so many fine qualities
And I know it seems a shame to only to pick one to justify me

I've got a way with words, I get away with words that barely make the sentence work
I've got the gig in the bag, I've got a gig in a bag, I better find some coins in there

Well I know that I'm a man with so many inconsistencies
And I know it seems a shame to only pick one to justify me

Coz I'm not just a passable face
Coz I've got a personality that's sick to the taste
And I know I am out of luck
Coz I'm not just a passable face
Coz my failure is an action that's so close I can taste it
And I know I am out of luck

(P)ossible habits include
(A)cting like I'm
(S)omebody, but
(S)ombody's not my name
(A)sking for good advice
(B)ecause I like to add vice
(L)aughing ain't no fun if
(E)verybody's sincere

Well I know that I'm a man with so many fine qualities
And well, I know it seems a shame to only to pick one to justify me

I'm not just a passable face
Coz I've got a personality that's sick to the taste
And I know I am out of luck
Coz I'm not just a passable face
Coz my failure is an action that's so close I can taste it
And I know I am out of luck



Credits
Writer(s): Beren Matthews
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