Perfume
LoveJoy Lyrics

It's 3:45 (AM)
The time of night when thoughts are deep and introspective, encouraged by emotional pain.

And I just bite my tongue
Holding back emotions and feelings while trying to keep up the appearance of a false sense of civility.

Update me on your life
Asking for a status report on someone's current activities, relationships, and overall condition.

And now you've found the one
Implying that one person is the missing soulmate who submits to someone's validation that they're the perfect partner.

But I don't like his eyes
Referring to personal preferences and perception of characteristics that influence opinions of attraction in another person.

And I distrust their name
Innate suspicion based on knowing the environment in which someone grew up, their family and background.

And I hate their haircut
Judging character based on their physical appearance and hairstyle.

They look like a prick (a prick)
Feeling a strong aversion to a person on the basis of their appearance, impression or behavior.

But it's all the same
Accepting the reality that even though you feel negatively about someone, their choices and actions still remain unchanged.

Would be daft of me to cry?
Scoffing at the absurdity of getting emotional about other people's choices and consequences of relationships.

Your tongue is razor sharp
Acknowledging the wit, charisma and verbal skills of someone else being used to influence and impress others.

I miss when it would fight mine
Expressing admiration for the verbal sparring and lively discourse that occurred in previous relationships.

Left your heart on standby
Detaching emotionally and not being able to form an attachment to someone, but remaining open and ready for the possibility of a relationship.

By the way he holds you
Intrusive thoughts related to jealousy about the physical interactions, body language and connection someone else has with the person you previously had a relationship with.

Bet he serenades you
Engaging in cynical, bitter speculation that someone else is doing all the things you wanted, to perfection.

I can't really blame you
Admitting that the anger, frustration and hostility felt towards someone else is no longer justified, and only serves to maintain a sense of victimhood.

And I can still smell her perfume Did it rub off on you?
Memories of an old relationship and the distinct sensory experience of another person's scent, implying that the person has moved on and moved into a new relationship that may have the same olfactory traits.

You say your ex-boyfriend's a policeman Well, I say you need better standards
Reacting with scorn to someone else settling for less than they feel they deserve or are capable of, since having a romantic relationship with a policeman may not necessarily equate to dating at one's highest potential.

It seems like all our friends Abruptly fell in love
Observing a sudden trend that appears to affect everyone, as if everyone is discovering love and romance at once.

And she was in the dust Darling, life was streaming past
Feeling excluded, rejected and outside of the exciting and fun-filled life of someone else.

So she learnt to lie She learnt how to pretend
Resorting to dishonesty, misdirection and pretense to conceal any vulnerability or anxiety related to one's social life or romantic interests.

A drama in the futile A means to an end
Recognizing that all the fuss, drama and acting out serves no real purpose, other than being a mechanism to manipulate or gain attention for brief, fleeting moments.

Why can't you be a dick? Why must you be so nice?
Expressing outrage and disappointment that someone who acted in a way that was so unbecoming during the relationship has now become kind, mature and understanding.

It's hard for me to move on When I don't really hate you (I don't really hate you) (I don't really hate you) (I don't really hate you)
Finding it hard to let go and move on from someone with whom there is no longer a romantic relationship, but instead resentment, anger or frustration remains.

And I can still smell her perfume Did it rub off on you?
Reminiscing about someone that has since moved on and recovering the sensation of their particular scent to regain a sense of closeness.

It's 3:45 Your taxi's not arrived And I don't think that he's coming
Reflecting and contemplating about somebody who has left and longing for them to return, however knowing deep down that it is unlikely to happen and nothing will come back.