Missing You - Live

No need to tell me
I can tell it's all over
I can see that our love's on the rocks
I've known for some time
That the passion was dying
Since the handjobs and the headjobs had stopped

And fucking? Fucking forget it
May as well feed this here bone to the dog
And me hardies are breaking
And me love spuds are aching
And I'm missing you.
Sucking me cock

I've lost count of the pearl necklaces I give ya
And the facials from the odd tonsil prod
And I miss the way
You'd smile as you gargle
Hold your nose and then swallow the lot

Now there's an unemployed sign, pinned on me fly
And me zipper's all rusty and locked
And I miss your sweet lips, doing tricks with me dick
And I'm missing you.
Sucking me cock

Since you've stopped giving head
I've been wanking instead
Till I've near-worn the fucking knob off
And me gonads are hurting
They're bulging near bursting
Now the sucking and slurping have stopped

Can't wank fast enough, cause it keeps backing up
Since your spittle has dried on me knob
And me sphincter's missing your finger
And I'm missing you.
Sucking me cock
And me sphincter's missing your finger
While I'm missing you.
Sucking me cock