You're quiet, you don't talk. You're shut down and closed off. You're like me, we're the same. I'm Brendan, what's your name?. . I've been a little bit down on my luck.
I left my happy home. I took off down the road. I tried to hold my tongue. I've never felt so dumb. . There's only so much I can take. When you point out my every mistake.
Well I don't know what I'm looking for. But I know that I just wanna look some more. And I won't be satisfied. Till there's nothing left that I haven't tried.
I heard you're back on your feet. I'm really glad to hear it. You're in the driver's seat. And you can barely steer it. . When you slammed on the brakes.
Well, I'll be loyal to you in every way. There's nothing I wouldn't do or I wouldn't say. I hate to think, where I'd be without you. Do you know how I feel about you, do you?.
In that fleeting moment,. in between day and night,. well they come on all fours.. They bark and they bite.. Brothers bound by blood.. Lovers living in fear..
You're poised and ready, unable to make a sound. Your hands are sweaty as you look down. You're running already when you've hit the ground. . You're willing and able, so nice to have around.
Drip, drip, drip, drip outside my window. A head full of zip sleeps on my pillow. And it must be a phase that I'm in. 'Cause I can't explain to begin.
I know it's wrong but what can I do?. Can't help myself whenever I see you. I have these thoughts and I want to confess. I want to get it off my chest.
Met a girl, introduced myself, yeah. I asked her go to with me and no one else. And she said, "I'd really like to see you every day. But I'm afraid of what my friends might say".
Met a girl, introduced myself, yeah. I asked her go to with me and no one else. And she said, "I'd really like to see you every day. But I'm afraid of what my friends might say".
Met a girl, introduced myself, yeah. I asked her go to with me and no one else. And she said, "I'd really like to see you every day. But I'm afraid of what my friends might say".
My life in the D is a tragicomedy, a poetic verse. Its voodoo, some say black magic ettouffe, a dead mans curse. Its just like the Egyptian tombs, tunnels leading to empty rooms.
Forget what you see. And what you thought was true. It's not really me. Speaking to you. . Forget how you feel. Forget all your dreams. 'Cause nothing is real.
A balloon to your lips. And held between your fingertips. But soon it slips your grip and whips. Around the room, spitting its fumes. Just like me, ain't it just like me?.
My so called friends. Where are they now. I guess a love that bends. Isn't worth much any how. . They come and go. And talk their shit. And when I really need to know.
Don't waste your time. On people going nowhere. Make up your own mind. And you're already halfway there. . Hesitate. Or give a second thought. And you'll be late.
I'm writing the words to this song with a poison pen. I'm turning a straw into gold and then back again. When you used to be my friend. Before you turned your back on me in the end.
I've tried but I don't believe her. She lies, she's a deceiver. I might, I might just leave her be. . Alone in my apartment. Lights out I'm in the dark again.
Little lamb that you are, now you've wandered too far. And you can't find your car. You don't know where you've been when the night closes in. You feel it under your skin, you won't let me in.