Last night, she gave it all to me
She gave me everything, and jazz –
But I woke up in apathy
That didn’t mean that much, you see
For nothing ever has

Last night, she told me of her dream
Of her and me in some estate;
But I said I’m not what I seem
I’m rancid milk, I am not cream
But she still thinks I’m great

Last night, she gave it all to me
She gave me everything, and jazz –
But I woke up in apathy
It doesn’t mean that much, you see
For nothing ever has