The Rest

There's no front page women
The cover boys have gone
Old lovers make for distant friends
There's no Fridays riding high
It's just shame with apathy
Skin on skin seems to bring no end
Whatever happened to the painless scene?
Where should I go and what should I bring?
Just tell me
Before the rest becomes the rest
There's no more sexuality
My legs have gone to sleep
I am now devoid of passion
I wanna hide my face
So no one can burn me
Oh, how I'll burn
Under that imagination
Whatever happened to the painless scene?
Where should I go and what should I bring?
Just tell me
Before the rest becomes the rest
Oh, ten pounds down in twenty days
I've got a real bad habit of staying awake
I've got an illness way beneath my chest
Don't let it go
Don't let it go
Don't you
(I wanna be yours)
Whatever happened to the painless scene?
Where should I go and what should I bring?
Just tell me
Before the rest becomes the rest
Oh, ten pounds down in twenty days
I've got a real bad habit of staying awake
I've got an illness way beneath my chest



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Anthony Fuller
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