Lyrics:

The impact The aftershave The European cigarettes The taxi The alcohol That lingers on your breath The lipstick The street lamp The woolen overcoat The front desk You turn yourself It isn't over yet Second best, oh second best I can learn to live with this Plus I really need a rest After all what's wrong with second best? What's wrong with second best? The motel The distances Cave into kisses cold and wet Familiar exchanges Like needle pulling thread The empty movements That once were so inspired Desperate attempts to fan the flame Without the fire The mattress creeps beneath The symphony of misery and cum Still we lay jerking back and forth And blurring into one Second best, oh second best I can learn to live with this Plus I really need a rest After all what's wrong with second best? What's wrong with second best?