R.E.G.O
I say "admit you're a masochist
Pretend you don't exist
We both know you're too awake to go home like this"
Go to the doctor
You stressed your mum out
Don't disappoint her again
It's been three months now
I'm waiting at your work
We'll take the backstreets home
So you can smoke a second cigarette
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Our parents raised us
Believing in love
Mine stuck it out, yours gave it up, but which was better?
My rego's overdue
My green slip too
You'll have to walk home but I'll have a rollie waiting for you on the back stairs
We'll take them up the hill
We'll yell into the wind
We'll shake our hands in our fake wedding rings
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
She says she's a masochist
She says she don't exist
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Pretend you don't exist
We both know you're too awake to go home like this"
Go to the doctor
You stressed your mum out
Don't disappoint her again
It's been three months now
I'm waiting at your work
We'll take the backstreets home
So you can smoke a second cigarette
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Our parents raised us
Believing in love
Mine stuck it out, yours gave it up, but which was better?
My rego's overdue
My green slip too
You'll have to walk home but I'll have a rollie waiting for you on the back stairs
We'll take them up the hill
We'll yell into the wind
We'll shake our hands in our fake wedding rings
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Feel it like a warm breeze on our backs
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
Haven't you always?
She says she's a masochist
She says she don't exist
Haven't you always wanted to feel like that?
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Collins, Ruby Phillips
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