Lips bleed from the rings. All these little bruises, the little things. That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. . Cage and clip the wings. Little noises, the little screams.
What you got now gotta, gotta give it up. What you got now gotta, gotta give it up. What you got now, what you got now. . We keep ourselves a mystery.
Whatcha got now, gonna, gonna give up. Whatcha got now, gonna, gonna give up. Whatcha got now, whatcha got now. . We keep ourselves a mystery. But we provide, provide the clues.
She's doesn't deserve to be in no place like this, all alone. She's underage and so very, very brave. Her fake ID lent her credibility, she sits at the bar.
I've got the gift of one liners. And you've got the curse of curves. And with this gift I compose words. And the question that comes forward. . Are you perspiring from the irony?.
And so typically, and so typically. Soft, set back and perfectly dropped. Tough and lean and so perfectly taught. . I am as he does, you are as she was.
You have a jump in your step. But a rip in your, a rip in your rep. And everybody knows it, so be sure to be proud. And don't forget you aren't allowed to brag.
This is a seasonal affair so be there or be square. And the invitation said so, so just let that ego go. And watch it strike back like a Boomerang. Scared stiff and not sure how to deal with it.
No one is harder on me than myself or so it seems. And some say that you are my curse. My own worst enemy, I think they're wrong. They never thought our life could be like this.
I've got birds in my ears and a devil on my shoulder. And a phone to the other, and I can't get a hold of her. And what's a crush to do? And what's a crush to do.
So sweet I can hardly speak. Due to such trauma in my teeth. But your body language is telling me. That you're worth the pain. . So weak I can hardly keep.
Everyone's a let down. It just depends on how far down they can go. In every circle of friends there's a whore. The one who flirts and does a little more.
Swoon this is the same old blood rush with a new touch. I am safe, quaint and eloquent. But my bottom lip along with the top one too. Is chapped and it's all thanks to you.
Hey, Miss Sobriety. Do you remember me or how to say my name?. Do you remember when we were friends?. Yeah, all the way back then. . You caught the confidence.
Whatever you put in my hands. Is my life savings, my main man. I got a box fit for a king on Queen Street. Tell me that's not irony. . Money can't buy happiness.
A old man gave me a tip he said. Dont waste your time with politics, he said. Just chase skirts instead. And life is too short, and your almost dead, he said.
A loser can win whenever they want to. All they gotta, gotta do. Is bring you down. Is bring you down. . A loser can win whenever they choose to. All they gotta, gotta do.
I'm gonna make sure that I put this place on the map. If there's one promise I make, it's that. If there's one promise I make, it's that. . And some have told me that this could be the best for me.
Eye liner and a famous designer brand. Your mind is a moment to be stamped. Express it's tried and true. Just look, look at you. . Pretty and perfect, due to your steady hand.