Let me tell you - it's lucky for you that we're friends...

Like A Friend
Pulp

Don't bother saying sorry
Why don't you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes - again.
Everytime I get no further
How long has it been?
Come on in now
Wipe your feet on my dreams.

You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
When I could have been
learning something
Well, you know what I mean.

I've done this before
And will do it again
C'mon and kill me baby
While you smile like a friend
And I'll come running
Just to do it again.

I can't believe it
That this is still going on
Just how stupid can one person be?
Just how stupid and wrong

You are that last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can't seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week.
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the train I never should have caught
You are the but that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age.

Like a car wash I can see but I just can't avoid
Like a plane I've been told I never should board
like a film that's so bad but I've just got to stay 'til the end
Let me tell you -it's lucky for you that we're friends.

Bon soir!

O dia acordou com um céu cor de chumbo. Com isso, a preguiça de levantar da cama. Mas o dever nos chama, assim como o meu despertador... Na verdade o do meu pai, já que o meu tocou e eu não quis me levantar...
No meu caminho para o colégio, coloco meu MP3 nos ouvidos e escuto essa música... Lembro-me de ti... Como tenho me lembrado esses dias... Pergunto-me se estás bem... Não menti ao dizer: "Só... Enquanto eu respirar, vou me lembrar de você..."
Dia feliz! Hoje, encontrei os meus amigos do francês que eu estava morrendo de saudades! Amo amo amo! Muito engraçado...

Au revoir.

Nightingale