sex and question marks

The Wombats

With low hope and little charm
I squeeze a little lime into a massive rum
You were my fuse box, you controlled my mood
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've lost your spark
And what happened oh, what happened to us?

With low hope and little charm
We hogged cigarette and overthink where I 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?