Hugh Cornwell - The Pleasure Of Your Company lyrics

I told you once or twice You'd have to pay the price It's been going on too long I had a feeling something's wrong I miss the pleasure of your company... (x4) You never laughed the way you did And you're insulting me instead Now I hardly know your face I'm avoiding you in case: I can never show much sympathy I miss the pleasure of your company I'm running dry on my empathy I miss the pleasure of your company (Instrumental) I tried to wipe you from my memory I miss the pleasure of your company You're my incureable malody I miss the pleasure of your company You were growing in style You just lost that childish smile And if I had to make a guess You left an awful bloody mess I miss the pleasure of your company I miss the pleasure of your company I can never show much symoathy I miss the pleasure of your company I'm running dry on my empathy I miss the pleasure of your company I tried to wipe you from my memory I miss the pleasure of your company Your my incureable malody I miss the pleasure of your company