It's not right
But it's 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 TV's buzzing in the house
'Cause I'm gonna cut it where I can
And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance, it's 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 diplomat's son, it was '81
He was a diplomat's son, it was '81
Dressed in white
With my cars 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 shouldn't give up just yet
'Cause I'm gonna take it from Simon
And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
If I ever had a chance, it's 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 diplomat's son, it was '81
He was a diplomat's son, it was '81
I know, you'll say
I'm not doing it right
But this is how I want it
I can't 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 a diplomat's son, it was '81
He was a diplomat's son, it was '81
Looking out
At the ice-cold water all around me
I can't feel
Any traces of that other place
In the dark
When the wind comes racing off the river
There's a car
All black with diplomatic plates
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