Plastic Souvenirs

We hung around our old home town and waited

Got married to a Grecian billionaire
We need to drink a litre of distraction
We need to buy a plastic souvenir

And when I woke up you were lying with me
Got half a mile for every cigarette

Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me my friend
Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me again

I wrote it down so that I would remember
That I am you and you are someone else
I swear to god that you are going to miss me
I swear to god that I'll miss you as well

Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me my friend
Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me again

Because you might need somebody, need somebody
And I'm not gonna be there