Talkin' too much
Shopping bags all filled up
Voice tossed in a can
The rubbish on your face won't clear up

Sheets won't talk
Your mouth filled up with suggestions
Feet tied soft
Lights turned off it's your best friend

I'm coming back in all
I'm counting on the ashtray
I'm coming back and it won't stop us anymore
I'm coming back in you

You could be so cruel
You could be so bold
You could be so tired
You're getting old
You could be so cruel
You could be so bold
You could be so tired

I'm coming back in all
I'm counting on the ashtray
I'm coming back and it won't stop us anymore
I'm coming back in you

I can't stop, not without you
I can't stop, not without you
I can't stop, not without you
I can't stop, no

I'm coming back in all
I'm counting on the ashtray
I'm coming back and it won't stop us anymore
I'm coming back in you

Won't you come on?