My valium supply has once again run dry   The pressure sinks in for tonight   And i know you want me, and I know you feel it too   I see it in your eyes that you would give up anything   For just another night and so would I      "Welcome to your nightmare", she said   "Oh, you wont be needing your heart"   You lost this boy   And its so hard to embrace the pain   Whilst sitting on your own   In a fucking cold one way street down the coast      Now in lying in the street, poison in my arm   I'm so ashamed, such a disgrace   I'm so glad I missed the spot I was meant to hit   That day   But somebody up there must want me breathing away.      So read the mail, start a rumour, do whatever makes you happy   While I waste away, waste away so desperate.   You were my forbidden pleasure.