Every time I see what's written on your mind. I turn away and drop my guard. Your high horse will be the leader of the blind. Tender love and truth aside.
Everyday you live a life so full of hope. Shouldn't drag your soul around you like a leather vogue. You remember everything you thought your life would be.
After years of expensive education,. A car full of books and anticipation,. I'm an expert on Shakespeare, and that's a hell of a lot,. But the world don't need scholars as much as I thought..
Her name was written on a photograph,. right next to her red, sunburnt face,. it all had happened in that long tall grass,. about a mile from her old place,.
I know it's been a while since I have talked to you. But maybe you're the one who makes the winds blow. Looking at the stars without explanations. We contemplate as kings and simple men on trial, our little world's fragile.
Verse 1:. We were so drunk last night,. We had that stupid fight,. You called me a useless selfish prick,. So I'm in a fix right now,. And we'll measure the truth somehow,.
So hail a taxi cab and come around here. And I will meet you right outside. I got some DVDs and a couple of beers. If you want to we can stay up all night.
Next Year,. Things are gonna change,. Gonna drink less beer. And start all over again. Gonna read more books. Gonna keep up with the news. Gonna learn how to cook.
If you wanna get with me. Then you've gotta pin me down. Cover everything you see,. In the sweat that I could drown. . Watch it fall and let it die,. The rain will cut you open now.
Ughh!. Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack... ughh!. Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack... yeah!. It goes a-1, 2, 3.... Yeah, it's just another bombtrack.
I missed the opportunity. To get you, babe, to stay with me. Never thought, I'd regret the excuses that I've made. Like a song, it will fade. . If there's music in the night and it's really, really right.
Everyone knows that I'm rightfully yours. So bring out your dirt from your previous wars. So lay thee to rest 'cause I'm chasing away. All the dust that you're leaving behind.
Paint a picture,. Clear cut and pale on a cold winters day,. Shapes and cool light wander the streets like an army of strays,. On a cold winters Day..
Why is it all these fakers. Seem to nake the morning papers?. They're selling records by the million, seems so easy in my opinion. Lokk at the Jazz Star, he really needs some guts.
Hello innocence. Though it seems like we've been friends for years. I'm finishing, how I wish I had never begun. Though it should be the last one. . And it's dragging me down to my knees.
I think I love. every single little crack on your face. I think I love. even our most casual embrace. You don't have to try. Cause I've made up my mind.
So tenderly. Your story is. Nothing more. Than what you see. Or. What you've done. Or will become. Standing strong. Do you belong. In your skin. Just wondering.
Dinner at eight, that sounds fine,. I suppose that means you'll turn up round nine.. Bought a bunch of flowers, just for her,. She says the burden's on the receiver..
I'm all at sea. Where no one can bother me. Forgot my roots. If only for a day. Just me and my thoughts. Sitting far away. . Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul.
Lately, I've let myself go. I've been screening the calls. From my friends to my foes. . Although, I've been weak. Far for so very long. I've gotta get myself.