Do you miss my apartment?
D-D-Do you miss my tattoos?
Can't you see that I want this?
So tired of crying, dying over you
And now I'm crying (On my own)
Making money (On my own)
Lying lonely (On my own)
And they know me (On my own)
Having sex but on my own
And they cash me (On my own)
Then they trash me (On my own)
And if I die? We'll just be a memory
The strobe lights, the long nights
The headlines "Me and You in Les Deux"
Paris I, miss your blue eyes
As we got high, in the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
Touch me, and you'll find
A gold mine
Touch me, and you'll find
In the back of Les Deux
(In the back of Les Deux)
♪
Getting high was a moment
And then an hour
And then I lost my powers (Boy)
Pinkies up then around my waste
The headlines say we were such a waste
(And now they know me)
(On my own)
Making money (On my own)
Lying lonely (On my own)
And they know me (On my own)
Having sex but on my own
And they cash me (On my own)
Then they trash me (On my own)
And if I die? We'll just be a memory
The strobe lights, the long nights
The headlines "Me and You in Les Deux"
Paris I, miss your blue eyes
As we got high, in the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
Touch me, and you'll find
A gold mine
Touch me, and you'll find
In the back of Les Deux
(In the back of Les Deux)
♪
I'm crying (On my own)
Making money (On my own)
Lying lonely (On my own)
And they know me (On my own)
Having sex but on my own
And they cash me (On my own)
Then they trash me (On my own)
And if I die? We'll just be a memory
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
In the back of Les Deux
Touch me, and you'll find
A gold mine
Touch me, and you'll find
In the back of Les Deux
(In the back of Les Deux)
Ye-ea-eah