Russian Red

Tell me what it is, it isnt fair
But Im wasting time, cos it isnt my heart, it isnt my fault
And every situation understands, well
The anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors
Cos Im wasting time, Im wasting money again
And all the cigarettes that I have never smoked
And all the letters that I have never sent
He was sitting by the swimming pool
But he was scared, cos it wasnt his time and it wasnt his chance
Getting olders not been on my plans
But its never late, its never late enough for me to stay
Cos Im wasting time, Im wasting money again
And all the cigarettes that I have never smoked
And all the letters that I have never sent