Tekstovi: Reuben. In Nothing We Trust. Good Luck.

Long ago, I woke up early, for a job I used to love, but then one saturday morning my boss gave me the shove.

And he made it clear I was not needed anymore, he had to hire in some other guy while we were away on tour.

But a few words in his defence, there was no bullshit pretense, and it made perfect business sense, so he sent me away, I wanted to say,

"Okay, well good luck, I hope I never see you again, good luck, ye-ea-ah-ah"

There was this girl I slept with, she got inside my head, when I say slept I don't mean just sex, I mean we shared a bed.

I thought we were married, I thought we'd be okay, but then she made it clear that she didn't feel that way, she said.

"It was lovely, at the start, but there's a space inside my heart, and I think we have grown apart, so go take a hike, and I was just like....

"Alright, good luck, I hope I never see you again, cause if this is goodbye, good luck, good luck, I hope I never see you again, cause if this is goodbye-ye-ye"

"I hope that you die"

Cause if you hurt me, I will hate you, It's just as simple as that, it's not mature, and it's not progressive, that doesn't alter the fact that....

"If you hurt me, I will hate you, if you hurt me, I will erase you, I you hurt me, I will hate you, If you hurt me, I will forget you, I will forget you"