All the shadows in the city Used to love ya, what a pity I miss the questions you used to ask me All the shadows in the city All the shadows in the city Alright Bored to death, plus expenses The only trouble is my sentence You said you'd never love another Russian doll, one inside the other Russian doll, one inside the other Bored to death, cut, mad and lonely Bored to death, cut, mad and lonely Bored to death, cut, mad and lonely
