Nabokov

I did you a favour
I bled myself dry
Well, this is what it is now
Pain, pain

He's selling insurance
Selling clouds to the sky
You sold me on living
Living is nothing
But you're so good-looking
I bled myself dry

Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah

I did you a favour
I bled myself dry
Well, this is what it is now
Pain, pure sky

I'll be your dog of submission
My mission to help you forget
I'll be your dog in the corner
I will light your cigarette
But you're so good-looking
But you're so good-looking

I did you a favour
I did you a favour
Ah, I did you a favour
I bled myself out
Well, this is what it is now
Pain, pure sky
I'll be your dog in the corner
I will be your dog in the corner

Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya
Happy days, yeah
Daze ya, Phase ya...