Diplomat's Sun

Its not right but its now or never
And if I wait could I ever forgive myself?

On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide
With the light from the TVs buzzing in the house

Cuz Im gonna cut it where I can
And then Im gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance its now then
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you

To offer it to you would be cruel
When all I want to do is use, use you

He was a diplomats son
It was 81

Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen
I could sleep wherever I lay my head

And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub
Let me know that I shouldnt give up just yet

Cuz Im gonna take it from Simon
And then Im gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance its now then
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you

To offer it to you would be cruel
When all I want to do is use, use you

He was a diplomats son
It was 81

I know, youll say
Im not doing it right
But this is how I want it

I cant go back
To how I felt before

That night I smoked a joint
With my best friend
We found ourselves in bed
When I woke up he was gone

He was the diplomats son
It was 81

Looking out at the ice-cold water all around me
I cant feel any traces of that other place

In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river
Theres a car all black with diplomatic plates