So the wind that blows across the room
Carried cheap perfume onto your dresser
You pray for jewelry, for credit cards
To tickets to a film I don’t remember
Oh one day you’ll kiss your habit’s nose
Pick up the phone to find I’ve been turned over
You’ll grab that piece of gold
Only to find that the smell is taking over
Now all the things you have
They aren’t the same as what you hold
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So the wind that blows across the room Carried cheap perfume onto your dresser You pray for jewelry, for credit cards To tickets to a film I don’t remember Oh one day you’ll kiss your habit’s nose Pick up the phone to find I’ve been turned over You’ll grab that piece of gold Only to find that the smell is taking over Now all the things you have They aren’t the same as what you hold