(Featuring Kate Nash)

After shows all the time, meet the band, do a line

Hotel room, double bed, empty sex and then regret
Kiss and tell, *I'll* tell a friend, so and so would like to spend
*More* time in my company, thinks he could fall in love with me.


And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired

And I've got better things to do tonight
Than cultivate your vacuous desires


Three days later there's no texts,
*What* the hell did you expect
He's only in it for himself

For the money for the wealth
A shallow kiss to fill a void
A broken heart a lonely boy,

You took advantage of his pain
*Took* his dignity for fame


And I'm sorry and I hope you don't mind,
It's just it's getting late and I'm feeling tired
And I've got better things to do tonight

Than cultivate your vacuous desires.