Sous-Chef – The Last Time
Genre Pop

LYRIC
The Last Time

Eating dinner alone
Rather you be here, no clothes
One can imagine I suppose
But where you are nobody knows

So I dance alone with the broom in the kitchen
Take my jacket off, pretend that you listen
Cause I’ve gone over this in my head once or twice
Because I never thought the last time would be the last time

So I gaze in the mirror, pretеnd I see you behind
Get ready for bеd, leave a space open beside
Reach out my hand to say goodnight
Look to the moon, hope that you are alright

So I dance alone with the broom in the kitchen
Take my jacket off, pretend that you listen
Cause I’ve gone over this in my head once or twice
Because I never thought the last time would be the last time

Was it all in my head when you told me you loved me
Or would you blame it on the bed where we let our thoughts spread
Open down the sheets
You and me

So I dance alone with the broom in the kitchen
Take my jacket off, pretend that you listen
Cause I’ve gone over this in my head once or twice
Because I never thought the last time would be the last time

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