This ones for sadness. And these are for pain. And here are the words. You cant get back again. . Im holdin' a picture. Of you on your lawn. Smilin' like an angel.
You have never tried. To conceal or deny. That this love is my ruin. My peril and trial. . All of the promises. Were nothing but lies. But now that youre here.
One, two, three, four. . Driving home after the show. Listening to the radio. Speaker rattles on the driver side door. . And Jane sings a song. About that old tin drum.
You were the seeker. Then you found there's nothing to find. It'll all come down to you. In its own good time. . No one's the older, no one's the wiser.