In the bathtub my body gets warmer
My problems get smaller
I remember what she used to call me
And what I used to call her
I keep thinking about dying with a hangover
I keep thinking about the angel in my bedroom
And my heads spinning round and round
And I'm praying I don't fall asleep and drown
I'm praying to anyone who will listen
And as the girl in the squid and the whale
Recommends tonic water
My mum and my lover talk of the ring that I bought her
Can you tell me, can you die with a hangover?
Can you tell me is that an angel in my bedroom?