Everything You Touch Becomes A Crutch Lyrics by Smog

Everything You Touch Becomes A Crutch Lyrics

    Have i said too much
    Am i losing my touch.
    I don't think we should touch.
    You go with the other men
    Me i beat myself to sleep
    Maybe i should have just
    Left all this in a lock-up box
    In boston


    Never said too much
    I always tried to save face
    I never said too much
    Tried to save my face.
    Only a few spare incidents
    Of disgrace.


    Never said too much
    I said we shouldn't touch
    I beat myself to sleep
    You go with the other men
    Go with your other men
    I beat myself to sleep
    I beat myself to sleep


    Maybe i should have left all this
    In an airport lock-up box
    In boston

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