She's now my new sun. She don't speak but somehow calls to me. Automated exchanges make us not lovers. But feigner's, we are only strangers. . Not estranged to regret.
'Cause it's not the cold. Making my, making my legs shake. It's Timmy's ghost. Taking his, taking his place in our hearts forever. . 'Cause it's not the sound.
Dead man were you ever alive or was I just a seed. Buried deep inside some woman you wed?. Right before you crawled out of her bed. And crept down the hall.
Well, I've got a will but I want yours. I've got a growing heap. Of crosses and burdens. I've simply lost heart to shoulder. Simply no strength to lift.
They say that good boys. Walk straight on white lines. And good boys keep their livers clean. And smoke out of their lungs. Cause it's all about what you've done.
Watched you float away on a wave of want and misery. Now I've got to find you. I watched you float away on whatever caught your eye. Now I've got to find you.
Am I a monster when I sink my teeth into her?. When I don't love her, no, I don't love you. Forgive me, darling, but love has nothing to do with this.