I don't know where we are but I know what I like to do. I like staring up at a starry sky and down on an ocean blue. I like it when we touch, to most people this isn't much.
Years ago I lost my guard. Ever since it's been hard. Standing up like a man. Like a father understand. That all I do. Is not enough for myself. I am tough on myself.
Why do I sing these songs. All of these mixtures of pain?. About a girl with too many wrongs. Finding the words to complain. I often picture her voice.
You-ou-ou you-ou-ou-ou. 'ou-ou-ou you-ou-ou-ou. You-ou-ou you-ou-ou-ou. 'ou-ou-ou you-ou-ou-ou. . Three forty-five, rub my eyes, wake up to find your bum again.
Took from me all that I had. With my soul and spirit dead. Killing everything in me. What is one use to be free. . Now to drive away the pain. I'll destroy all I disdain.
Could there be this much darkness. In one night so long?. Could there be enough love. To combat this night stretching on?. . I will dig my trench in hope.
I tried to make myself, fit inside your world. My time's been spent on being the right girl. How far away I am from where I need to be. I'm so tired of this useless fantasy.
Hey, here comes the surprise. You should be waiting with open minds. Careful you don't turn away. You'll soon be screaming to this beautiful display. .
I see the fire in Your eyes and I hope for the world that it never dies. I felt the softness of Your inner core, all Your intentions so pure and so raw.
Christmas twin falls. Idahos her oldest memory. She was only two. It's the first time she felt blue. . Cafeteria, Harrison, elementary. Beneath the parachute.
Tonight the bottle let me down. It let your memory come around. The one true friend I thought I'd found. Tonight the bottle let me down. . I've always had a bottle I could turn to.
For the benefit of Tom and Mary before our guests arrive. If they haven't found out already it's gonna blow their minds. Will they find the strength to find the will to testify.
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady. Seamstress for the band. Pretty-eyed, pirate smile. You'll marry a music man. . Ballerina, you must have seen her. Dancin' in the sand.
Smile like you've got nothing to prove. No matter what you might do. There's always someone out there. Cooler than you. . I know that's hard to believe.
Now are you ready to rock?. Now brace yourself. Brace your fast asses. For some gut wrenching metal. . It's time for the ultimate sacrifice. The evil Beelzebub.
Apehead's brother wants to beat up Paul. The boys have gone to watch. Some of the girls are down at the mall. Justine's got cherry cola and scotch. Later on it's everyone around to Beck's.
Ben: uh - okay, we're going to do a new song then...it's about a man. Named..uh..morgan davis...morgan...morgan left the house to get some cream. Of wheat and came back with a little bit more..
I don't get many things right the first time. In fact, I am told that a lot. Now I know all the wrong turns. The stumbles and falls brought me here. .
Well, she crept back in the house at half past three. Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep. "If you really loved me," she said. "I wouldn't have to be so mean".
Pangs of silence. From the room upstairs. How's the view there?. Do you read what they're saying about you?. That you're no fun. Since the war was won.