If You're Not Going Home With Me... Songtext
von Matthew Kerry

Just one more drink then let′s call it a night
There's a girl collecting glasses
Throwing daggers out her eyes
If you′re not going home with me then that's okay
I'm all out of things to say

I lose my way homebound stagger through the park
I′m collecting apprehensive feelings in the dark
Like papers from a pushy pamphleteer
Another issue every year


Concertina down a ginnel with no end
So far gone didn′t notice the descent
Hit the ground so hard it tried to hit me back
Talk about a beaten track

Fading out of colour in my bedroom mad with wine
I notice that the things I miss the most were never mine
Sitting in a puddle in an empty swimming pool
A tiny hole inside a crater on the moon

I wake up on the rocks
My liver good as new