The Boy with the Jealous Eyes

When they call my name
Will a cold shiver run down your back?
And a drop blinks, a ring swings, a collar jerks
I wish you would
Will you cower in „that weekend“?
In my old worn out „next morning“
And our falling slowly, some old movie ticks, grandma’s broken light
I wish it’s a dirty, dirty version of us
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us with our sober, solid, sorrow-heart
I wish you would
A solid word in a television’s world
Will you close your heart for a sober brain?
Please scratch my records, send my friends packing, get a brain cut
I wish you would
Will you carry all those sorrows
And amble past this little sidewalk party night
Footsteps like mine, familiar flavor, bluest eyes in black and white
I wish it’s a dirty, dirty version of us
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us with our sober, sorrow, solid-heart
Did he say that he loves you? Did he say he at least „luves ya“?
Did he say that he wouldn’t take it in stride?
Did I say that he loves you? Did I say he at least loathes you?
Did I say that he wouldn’t take it in stride?
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us (it's a dirty, dirty version of us)
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us (it's a dirty, dirty version of us)
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us (it's a dirty, dirty version of us)
It’s a dirty, dirty version of us with our sober, solid, sorrow-heart
I wish you would
But it’s the boy with the jealous eyes
It’s the boy with the jealous eyes
But it’s the boy with the jealous eyes
I wish I wouldn’t be