Broken Chair Lyrics by Rachel Chinouriri
I love drinking ’til it’s over
You all love me ’til I’m sober
I’m walking home the morning after
Your friendly neighbourhood disaster
I must be out of my mind
If this old chair on the street
Looks like he’s looking at me
Looking for company
You look lonely, but not me
I’ve got plenty of friends until the last call
You look broken, but not me
I’ve got plenty of time left to face it all
You look used and abused and discarded
But not me, I’m the life of the party
You look sad, so sad
But not me, not me
Tell me what I’ve done, I can’t remember
As the better half, I can’t defend her
She’s throwing up into a garden
It’s getting really hard to love her
I must be out of my mind
There’s people looking at me
I wonder what do they see
A broken chair on the street
You look lonely, but not me
I’ve got plenty of friends until the last call
You look broken, but not me
I’ve got plenty of time left to face it all
You look used and abused and discarded
But not me, I’m the life of the party
You look sad, so sad
But not me, not me
I feel so, so sad again
Where are all my party friends?
I feel so, so sad again
Where are all my party friends?
I feel so, so sad again (Used and abused and discarded)
Where are all my party friends? (But not me, I’m the life of the party)
I feel so, so sad again (You look sad, so sad)
Where are all my party friends? (But not me, not me, me)
