Why wont you tell me what?. Why wont you tell me what?. Whats going on with you?. Why wont you tell me what?. Why wont you tell me what?. Whats going on with you?.
He used to work in Central Park where. At least a dozen women broke his heart. And there he'd sit and think about his past. . She lived in Brooklyn and she rode the trains.
I would swim across the ocean. I would lay down on a bed of nails. But I'll spare you all the bull shit. I will spare you all the desperate details. .
Think I'm gonna pass out, think I'll just lay down right here. Someone turn the light out?. I'll cover myself with a jacket, I'll still. Catch the last ride on a Brooklyn train.
Time, you should set aside some time for yourself. Time for just you and no one else. Time to figure out what's for the best, for both of us. . Home, home is where I always want to be.
Love ain't on my side, love ain't special, love ain't great. Lost in a fog, amusing spite to find my way. Where did you go? I still curse you to this day.
Mom and Dad. I'm living in Michigan with Uncle Ray. He and Aunt Terry said I should write. Said I should write or I should phone you. . I just don't have that much to say.
Step out into the sun. Step out into the world and love someone. Save yourself from hate. Save yourself from hate and all the hassle. . And you people all know what I'm talkin' about.
It's your fear. Keeps you home. The darkness swings. A silent phone is all you got. . If somebody calls today. It won't be safe here any more. . Late night conversation turns into a fight.
Trying to tell me something here. In this place. All of your demons rest. In my space. . I dreamed last night. You and I were there old and gray. Holding tight.
She was feeling 1972. Grooving to a Carole King tune. Is it too late, baby?. Is it too late?. . That boy was always up to no good. Smoking pot and playing pool.