Heatmiser Hitting On The Waiter Lyrics

Hitting On The Waiter Lyrics

i`m so sick of having hope 
pushing the envelope
with empty threats and false teeth
my drink`s been poured by a cannibal
and my corpse ain`t even cold
and you want to take it away from me

i know you`ll take the blue ribbon
i shop myself with the starting gun

you`re more cop than speeder
hitting onthe waiter
and eating off the plate of the enemy
but i`d rather just forget about the jerking in my sleep
and the hollow words under me

but i`ve got second thoughts again
second thoughts again
or am i second guessing
or just in second place?

i`ve got a one year old hangover
feels like i never will recover
but i can keep a poker face
for the rest of the chase