Pink Couch Songtext
von Tragical History Tour
Pink Couch Songtext
Please come in, take off your coat, sit across from me
It′s been a while since you've been here
Tell me everything that′s been happening and
Please, at least try to be sincere
You're paying to be here
Trace your steps back to the start
Learn again to fall apart
There's nothing left to fear
Open up your heart′s deepest cuts
So we can bleed bad blood out from the source
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no difference to me
I just need to clear the air
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no sense at all
If you′re in love with your despair
See you again in six months time
The conversation's been sublime
But for now that′s all we have
Now that our time is at an end
Please remember we're not friends
But thanks for being sincere
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no difference to me
I just need to clear the air
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no sense at all
If you′re in love with your despair
You just don't care, no
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no sense at all
If you′re in love with your despair
And you despair
It′s been a while since you've been here
Tell me everything that′s been happening and
Please, at least try to be sincere
You're paying to be here
Trace your steps back to the start
Learn again to fall apart
There's nothing left to fear
Open up your heart′s deepest cuts
So we can bleed bad blood out from the source
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no difference to me
I just need to clear the air
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no sense at all
If you′re in love with your despair
See you again in six months time
The conversation's been sublime
But for now that′s all we have
Now that our time is at an end
Please remember we're not friends
But thanks for being sincere
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no difference to me
I just need to clear the air
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no sense at all
If you′re in love with your despair
You just don't care, no
Just give me a pink couch or a wicker chair
It makes no sense at all
If you′re in love with your despair
And you despair
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