Don’t Remind Me Car Seat Headrest

(One, two, three, four)

I was thinking of ways I could get you
Now I’m thinking of ways to forget you
I was finished the minute I let you in my bed

I stayed up late
Bitching about being awake
Until you said “For God’s sake”
That’s what you said

I don’t want a merry Christmas
I don’t want these naked pictures
That you took under some fictional name

I don’t want to lie awake thinking
“Oh, is that what that was about?”
Because everything falls into place
So late so late but I gotta – wanna figure it out

(Now that I got you
I won’t get nothing out of you no more)

A couple hours, yeah, it was good
I’d leave by fire escape if I could
But you’re in my home, I took you here myself