Make Things Make Sense

I gave you my last cigarette
I gave you my last cigarette
And you know that I’ve been sold since the day we met
I rolled you my last cigarette
I walked you home and we got wet
I walked you home and we got wet
You know that I’ve been smitten since the night we met
When I took you home and we got wet
And talking… how this city brings you down
And thinking… that we both need someone else around
To make things make sense
To make things make sense
You make me nervous everyday
You make me nervous everyday
And words come out my mouth when I’ve got nothing to say
You make me nervous everyday
And talking… oh how this city brings you down
And thinking… that we both need someone else around
To make things make sense
To make things make sense
And I’ve not got much money
I’ve got lots of time
And I might not be funny
But I know I’m kind
So if you got worries then I’ll make them mine
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine
Give it time
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine
Give it time
And talking… oh how this city brings you down
And thinking… that we both need someone else around
To make things make sense
And you make things make sense