Example - Toxic Breath lyrics

It's getting late I have an inkling That you would ra-ther stay out drinking You're a dangerous, little pisshead, (Drinking more than you need than you need to babe, that ain't not way for a girl to behave) Look, even though you're proper fit You kinda put me off because you smell a bit Like a cross between An ashtray and the sofa down the pub, darling give your tongue a scrub Every weekend out on the town You only ever stop when it all falls down You can't string a sentence, legs don't work Next day drinks cause your head still hurts Your friend was pissed, you had more than she did Face it love you drank more than you needed I've tried pleading, you've tried reading self help books, But they're misleading – please love, you're getting worse by the day [Chorus:] Look you've spilt chardonnay all over you And I still hang around there's no question your fit So I still tell myself I'm in love with you But your hair smells of f*gs and your breaths f**ing toxic I'm only telling you the truth, Your toxic breaths f**in rank And I don't need no proof Cause your hair smells of f*gs and your breaths f**in toxic I'm worried now that you're addicted Cause you more than binge, you're unrestricted I lay awake in bed at night (Thinking about your liver and it makes me shiver) I look at your smile and remember why You're the sweet apple of my eye If you carry on drinking, sinking into Copious amounts of spirits, liqour Lager, cider, you'll get wider, And when you die your mum will cry And I'll be right there sat beside her Tryna hide her from the awful truth, that her daughter was a f**in alci [Chorus:] Look you've spilt pinot G all over you And I still hang around there's no question your fit So I still tell myself I'm in love with you But your hair smells of f*gs and your breaths f**ing toxic Look girl when we have s**, It smells like I'm in a brewery I don't know where we go next Cause your hair smells of f*gs and your breaths f**in toxic Monday night just a bottle of pinot Tuesday yet more bottles of vino Wednesday night and you take a night off Thursday your back on the Smirnoff Friday night it's the co*ktail menu Saturday getting thrown out the venue Sunday you lay comatose Wouldn't be surprised if you'd overdosed, nah, not at all, cause you're a liability [Chorus:] Look I've spilt pinot g all over me! And I still hang around there's no question your fit So I still tell myself I'm in love with you But your hair smells of f*gs and your breaths f**ing toxic You've spilt pinot G all over you And I still hang around there's no question your fit So I still tell myself I'm in love with you But your hair smells of f*gs and your breaths f**ing toxic