if i paint a picture of the days gone by i could tell a story minus the truth,. it's the only way i couldn't walk a meter in your shoes you'll see,. never be the same pent up in me,.
Painted muder on the wall. footsteps comin down the hall. through the window. through the blinds. runaway but i still. hear the footsteps, closing in again.
You got the first mile. Made it through but you're falling apart. Forget the distance that you've moved. Since you were at the start. . I bet you would do much better.
Let me take a little break I'm having the hardest time convincing you. That there are better ways to say what's on your mind. Insult intimidate let's try to be more diplomatic we all have opinions.
I've seen you now about the fourth time baby. But you know that I got nothing to say. It's so charming to look on your face. But your eyes inviting something I just can't do now.
Things coming down, it's all that I see. I turn and look but it don't bother me. Is there any way I could get by?. What reason? I don't understand why.
you gotta burn that building down i would love to see. that world come crasing down then the people under could. come crawling out see the sun for the first time.
And her body bleeds too much and her boy is out of touch. She's learning, she's yearning for something. That something that only new love can bring. .
So what became of you, why did you disappear?. I heard you came looking for me, you had something to share. All I say how can I resist, I won't look back.
How I long to see your eyes. Your eyes fill me up, I breathe them inside. I have your image deep inside of me. I hold your picture, it's a part of me.