Once upon a time there were two hearts. On a road to happy ever after. And the story goes that the real world. Snug up and stole their sunlight and their laughter.
Little boy walks in with a bloody nose. Got beat up on his way home from school again. His dad caught him running out the back. Tears in his eyes and a baseball bat, ooh revenge.
Here you come knockin' on my heart like a sledge hammer. Tearin' down these walls I built so high. I'm tryin' to hide the truth behind all this false glamor.
This is your brain makin' everything make sense. Countin' those nickels and dimes. This is your brain balancin' on the fence. Walkin' that logical line.
Welcome to Earth, third rock from the sun. . She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time. Like a broken field runner, slippin' through the line. He likes the way she looks so he calls the liltle wife.
The house next door just came up for sale. She's goin' home to mama, she says, "He can go to hell". The couple down the block are splittin' up, I hear.
I know you're holding your breath, yu're wondering what's coming next. Can't be too careful this time. No love ain't something you trust, you've seen a little too much.
Oh yeah. . I'm used to havin' my breakfast in bed. Never have to lift a finger to butter my bread. I keep my baby satisfied if you know what I mean. 'Cause she told me I'm walkin' talkin' love machine.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
Yesterday I missed my exit. On my way to Sears. A song was on the radio. I hadn't heard in years. . For a minute there the interstate. Was 2nd Avenue.
Little Miss Dynamite, just blew my world away. It was a pitiful sight, me beggin' her to stay. I never had a hunch, so how was I to know?. She packed a punch, that knocked my heart out cold.
It was raining hard in Houston when I ran in to her. I searched for conversation but I was lost for words. Then a cloud of tear-filled memories came crashing down on me.
Please come a little closer to me. But not so close, I can't breathe. 'Cause your stamping on my little tippy toes. . And I, I got a funny feeling inside.
Everyday is one more reminder. Of a life, a life without you. I get by, get by kind of. Well, at least that's what I'm trying do. . Torn apart by all the reasons.
I wake up to the sunshine. Out my window. And the passin sound. Of a homeless man. Singin an ol Cole Porter song. . The faucet leaks. The TVs on the blink again.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
Everybody wants an easy ride. On the merry-go-round that we call life. Take your drive on cruise control. Then you wait to find out it's a winding road.
Everybody wants an easy ride. On the merry-go-round that we call life. Take your drive on cruise control. Then you wait to find out it's a winding road.
Look at me, I'm swingin' from the chandelier. Lately I'm a woman with no fear. I'm breaking free from these chains. From these chains that bind me. Anything that ties me down.