I Could

I could get up
I could wash up
Get out of your bed
Get out your apartment
I see the sun that's come up

Go down to the shop or go to work
The trouble is
I don't really want to
Do all that

Your home and your bed
Are nice and warm
I'll keep myself busy being bored
Until you get back from work

I do love your bed
The nights never drag on
While I lie with you

Falling over myself
Waking up at lunchtime
Not waking up at all
Missing out on breakfast
I can still smell the coffee
Even though I don't drink it
It smells kind of nice
It smells like you
It smells like home

Feeling my skin crawl now
Going out for cigarettes
Not going out at all
Remembering I don't smoke
Some days just make me wonder
Where I've been all my life

Stumbling home at nightfall
Breaking into my own house
I would have to forget my keys
Again, wouldn't I

All full up
All full up on alcohol
Vodka and gin
I'm mildly surprised
That she (my house) let me back in

Back to basics again
Bring me more beer for my sanity
I need it to score
I used to pay you cash
Now you just smile when I ask
How much

I'm a part of the lost generation
Living in the basement
Of a forgotten millennium
Thank god it's finally past

Watching television
Nothing good's on tonight
Transmission
Goes on to occasions
Uncalled for
And sits there quietly
Staring but not really caring
That the white noise
Has plenty to say

Looking for redemption
In another odd pair of lips

I walk again to your apartment
Of course I can come in
And no it's never too late
For dropping by
Thank god because
Tonight like every night
For such a long time
Your bed and your home
Are just so nice and warm

I should get up
I should wash my face and body
Get out of your bed
Get out your apartment
The lonely sun has come up
Do the shopping for you
Perhaps go to work
The trouble is I don't ever want to
Do all that crap
And as always

Your home and your bed
Are nice and warm
Can't think of a single reason
To get up
And go