I left my head at the end
Of the phone last night
I left my head by the side
Of your bedside light
I canât sleep
Cos Iâm cutting my teeth on you
Cos Iâm thinking about
Cos Iâve got a job
But I donât work
No, I donât work
And Iâve got a car
But I donât drive
So Iâll see you on the other side
I make my bed on the floor
Where I stood last night
I make my bed in the glow
Of the morning light
I canât sleep
Cos Iâm cutting my teeth on you
Cos Iâm thinking about
Cos Iâve got a job
But I donât work
No, I donât work
And Iâve got a car
But I donât drive
So Iâll see you on the other side
I want, you want him dead
She said, nothing at all
I want, you want him dead
She said, nothing at all
I want, you want him dead
She said, nothing at all
Nothing at all
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Cos Iâve got a job
But I donât work
No, I donât work
And Iâve got a car
But I donât drive
So Iâll see you on the other side
So Iâll see you on the other side
Yeah Iâll see you on the other side
Yeah Iâll see you on the other side