Testo Sex And Question Marks

With low hope and little charm
I squeeze a little lime into a massive rum
You were my fuse box
You controlled my mood
Oh what bliss it was to have nothing to prove

When all I really needed was sex and question marks
Life was euphoric when we didn't know much And now I'm a ghost and you have lost your spark
And what happened oh, what happened to us?

With low hope and little charm
We half a cigarette and overthink where it went so wrong
You were my Swiss watch
We made our moves on cue
What bliss it was to have something to lose

When all I really needed was sex and question marks
Life was euphoric when we didn't know much
And now I'm a ghost and you've lost your spark
And what happened oh, what happened to us?
And what happened oh, what happened to us?