As loud as hell, a ringing bell. Behind my smile it shakes my teeth. And all the while, as vampires feed. I bleed, I bleed, I bleed. . Prithee, my dear, why are we here?.
Some call it the ribbon. Some say the white line. I say truck stop living. Well, it suits me fine. . Every day of the week. Every day of the week. . We heard some other fellers talking.
I've seen your picture all over the place. I turn the corner and I see your face. Vehicular billboards reserve you a space. Flashing your smile at the entire human race.
If you went away, called it all a day, said that it was through. 'Cause a new man or an old friend or a guru. 'Cause you got a bit tired of me now, that I could believe.
I was alone in my big bed. Those lonely nights I tried to reach you. . You're putting me on, messed with my head. But have you heard I'm going to teach you.