Like A Friend - Pulp

Don’t bother saying you’re sorry

Why don’t you come in?

Smoke all my cigarettes again

Every time 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

Oh well, you know what I mean

I’ve done this before

And I will do it again

Come on and kill me, baby

While you smile like a friend

Oh, and I’ll come running

Just to do it again

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 cut that makes me hide my face

You are the party that makes me feel my age

And like a car crash 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 gotta stay till the end

Let me tell you now, it’s lucky for you that we’re friends