Låttexter
I was in Denmark, you told me you loved me
But not how it happened on Sex and the City
Which I was getting into, I'm such a Miranda
But I couldn't keep watching, I couldn't watch it pan out
So I flew home without a breath, tea and homemade soda bread
Listened to your stories, which just happen to involve your ex
She went everywhere I went, grown-ups just get on with it
But I'm still not as old as you were when we first met
She was a good girl, so I pay the price
I have to stay broken to be worth your nights
She left for better and you in a mess
I'm just some stewardess who feeds your pets
And does your dishes and pays your rent
And helps you heal from something Heaven-sent
And I'll get skinny, I'll swallow hell
But if you turn me into her, I might leave you as well
I'm the little mermaid, you split my legs open
I have her on a keyring, I keep her as a token
I bought it in Nyhavn in one of those little shops
I wish I never went there, and I wish you would stop
