Leather Jacket Lyrics

Screeching Weasel
Anthem For A New Tomorrow
Leather Jacket
I wanna tell you what's on my mind
And i wanna bill you for wasted time
And wasted cigarettes that quenched your fix
And wasted spit I left there upon your lips

I'm getting used to the fact you left
And I'm getting used to the loneliness
But even if you knew that you wouldn't care
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And now i sit and talk to an empty chair
And bang my head against the wall
And think up ways i should've told you to fuck off

But I won't lose a bit of sleep
'Cause I know that you're really just a creep
And I've got something that I'm gonna keep
Forever and ever and ever
Your leather jacket

Screeching Weasel
Anthem For A New Tomorrow
Leather Jacket