E~ Songtext
von Jette-Ives

Sitting here
In the bar again.
I′m counting your time
And drinking my gin
And thinking: The kind of trouble you're in is not —
It′s not easily solved.
But I'm looking good to you again,
So, we'll see
What kind of savior I turn out to be.
When it′s all said and done
There′s a bottom of the glass...
This place has got to close soon
And when it does —


Call the colors muted
And the smiles —
Slipping in and out,
Sincere as the smoke.
Tell me your troubles once more
Just tell me like only you can.
I will take notes.
I will bend the truth,
I will rearrange the facts,
I will mend the spaces to suit us both and never think to ask
Why you want me.

Well, maybe.
Just once.
In a haze of romantic notions:
Foolishly, I sip the potion you handed me
— Grey magic number 5
It slew the brave
And left the rest alive
Why do you want me?
Again, and like this?
A gin-soaked first kiss
And a disillusionment that will hit hard in the morning.

There's a bottom of the glass...
This place has got to close soon.
And when it does —
You′ll be the last
(You'll be the last)
Just.

After.

Me.