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I am lipsticked like a tart In the cherry red of Côtes-du-Rhône Prodding at the little fire of my phone The lights behind the bar Twinkle like they've always known Only desperate little men ever drink alone But as long as I'm here, I've disappeared And it's vanishing I'm a missing person doing my thing As midnight strikes I slip into this queen of dives And quietly oblivion like sleep arrives But I couldn't live without This sewer of a place to be Alone with my one obsession - me, me, me Yeh, I can hear her remonstrate You fool, that's three What I'm doing here, ain't drinking beer It's vanishing I'm a missing person doing my thing Just a missing person doing my thing Missing the time I threw your crutch away Letras de cancionesAnd ruined a perfect day Now it's all ruins from here to daybreak So I hang on to my chair In this fish tank of sinking stars Pickling their memories in Mason jars I head out for a smoke Leave your ghost there to hold my place And line up with the other cheaters In disgrace Like runners in exile From the human race But as long as I'm here, this last brutal year Is vanishing I'm a missing person doing my thing Just a missing person doing my thing From Letras Mania