| Maybe it’s just cheap easy lust with chemicals |
| We’re dirt forever |
| Maybe we’re blessed… |
| I’ll rip your dress, you pull my hair |
| Now we’ll leave together |
| Maybe you’re young |
| I’ll bite your tongue, your lip will bleed |
| We’re trash forever |
| Maybe you’re right |
| Just for tonight |
| Your clumsy kiss won’t taste so clever |
| And all I need is a substitute |
| Maybe in the dark she’ll look enough like you |
| I’ll take the shame |
| Lust to blame |
| What if we ever meet again? |
| I’ll know your face, not your name… |
| But we’ll know… |
| Maybe I’ll find pleasure tonight with chemicals |
| I’ll hardly miss her |
| Maybe you wear clothes like she wears |
| Same coloured hair |
| I’m sick forever |
| And all I need is a substitute |
| Maybe in the dark she’ll look enough like you |
| I’ll take the shame |
| Lust to blame |
| What if we ever meet again? |
| I’ll know your face, not your name… |
| But we’ll know… |
| Our eyes were bright |
| Out of sight |
| Two strangers caught behind the night |
| You’re the perfect second best |
| Now every time I see your ghost |
| Now every time I see your ghost |
| You’re the perfect second best |
| I’ll take the shame |
| Lust to blame |
| What if we ever meet again? |
| I’ll know your face, not your name… |
| But we’ll know… |
| Our eyes were bright |
| Out of sight |
| Two strangers caught behind the night |
| You’re the perfect second best |
| Oh, you’re the perfect second best. |