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With low hope and little charm I squeeze a little lime into a massive rum You were my fuse box You controlled my mood Oh what bliss it was to have nothing to prove When all I really needed was sex and question marks Life was euphoric when we didn't know much And now I'm a ghost and you have lost your spark And what happened oh, what happened to us? With low hope and little charm We half a cigarette and overthink where it went so wrong You were my Swiss watch We made our moves on cue What bliss it was to have something to lose When all I really needed was sex and question marks Life was euphoric when we didn't know much And now I'm a ghost and you've lost your spark And what happened oh, what happened to us? And what happened oh, what happened to us? From Letras Mania