Nabokov

I did you a favour, I bled myself dry
Well, this is what it is now, pain pain
He's selling insurance, selling clouds to the sky
You sold me on living, living is nothing
But you're so good looking, I bled myself dry

(Daze ya, fuse ya, happy days, yeah)

I did you a favour, I bled myself dry
Well, this is what it is now, pain pure sky
I'll be your dog of submission
My mission to help you forget
I'll be your dog in the corner, I will light your cigarette
Ah, but you're so good looking
Ah, I did you a favour, I did you a favour
I did you a favour, I bled myself out
Well, this is what it is now, pain pure sky
I'll be your dog in the corner, I'll be your dog
In the corner