jump and shout

Broken lines, broken strings
Broken threads, broken springs
Broken idols, broken heads
People sleeping in broken beds

todo o dia

Eu quero é ir-me embora
Eu quero dar o fora
E quero que você venha comigo

Toda noite ela diz
Pr'eu não me afastar
Meia-noite ela jura eterno amor
E me aperta pr'eu quase sufocar
E me morde com a boca de pavor...

in coffee and cigarettes

Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This thinkin' 'bout my baby
Might maybe come around

hoje soube-me a pouco

portanto

as coffee or tea

Let me stay in your arms, i'm addicted to your charms
You're getting to be a habit with me

old and bitter

shouldering your loneliness
like a gun that you will not learn to aim

B.I.L.L.I.E.H.O.L.I.D.A.Y.

like birds of a feather