Fuck you and your cat de Goldfinger

The night is chilly as the stars above
the things you said that day made me feel loved
to smell your hair and feel you in my arms
how i trusted you and let myself go

gone
away
so long, so long
The pictures in my head of what could never be
you cut me off, you let me down, you lied to me
i take you out, i rub you down, i sell you shoes
so fuck your trust, your perfume, and your mother too
Where's my t-shirt?
where's my money?
fuck you and your cat