Such an ugly girl. Took another girl home. Let her feast on a friendship. That she'd never known. . She makes up these games to play. But I'm not laughing along today.
I drive through streets, I could walk for weeks. Full of life or full of loneliness. Whose eyes will I watch from. Today?. . The day I signed, My horror signed.
Hold up your glasses, Shout for the masses. Here we go, And so begins the show. And not for the first time, We step on the fault line. And just like that, We watch the fireworks start.
Dancing in the deep, Her body. Strengthens in a way, We don't see. . In you and me. These limbs. They can take you higher. They can take you higher. .
This is no accident. This is no lucky encounter. She's been standing in this spot for hours. Trying to think of something good to say. . She thinks she might be wrong.
(Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah). . There is fortune in my name, Currency in letters. If this life is just a game, I'll try to play it better. We all started just the same, The hopeful and the hopeless.
This adrenaline rush is keeping me high. Keep it coming around. It keeps the days alive, it makes the hours fly. Keep it coming around. When the holdups start holding you down.
This house does not feel like a home, Is it occupied?. This life is not one that I own, Do I dramatise?. These days I think I'll stay at home, By the fireside.