Taxi

You woke up beside me

A pain in your head

Cup full of coffee and a maple red

Right back to your old routine again

Pull the match from the pocket of your washed out jeans

Pose like an actor from the movie screens

I guess you're going to see your friends

You are living in a fantasy

Perfect little world of make-believe

One day i hope you'll be a man

You are running late, well that's what you said

Called yourself a taxi as I laid in your bedroom

One day you'll understand

I dont even need your reasons anymore you're scared of me, your eyes betray your words

Yne hand on the door and now i'm gone Cause you are living in a fantasy

Perfect little world of make-believe

I hope someday you'll be a man

Cause you are living in a fantasy

Perfect little world of make-believe

I hope you'll be a man