I Love You Like a Madman

If I made it through Christmas without smoking
 'Til your parents went to bed
 If you made it through too
 Without sticking your nail scissors in my neck
 I'll buy you bras instead of pickled eggs
 Chocolate instead of chutney
 Good red wine instead of bad red wine
 Next time I remember your birthday
 I ate peaches straight from the can
 The juice ran down my tongue
 Over my lip
 Slipped down my chin
 Dripped onto your parents' carpet
 The air in here is dead
 But we're not finished yet
 Throw the back door open
 Let me see your breath
 I love you like a madman
 I miss you all the time
 I wait for the morning
 I will wait all night
 I mixed rum and coke and lemonade
 Asked for my presents in the kitchen
 Alone again at 3am
 I listened to them
 With sugar round the rim and ash around the edges
 Of the tiles and the tables
 You didn't sit up waiting
 But somehow slept sober