Time is all I fear. It's why I just keep running. The quest for love was all that you and I held dear. With the beat still in your head. And a good book by your bed.
Oh, now I'm walking back to our place. Which is soon to be your place. Watching my feet, they're as stubborn as concrete. I'm knee deep in the jumble of our lives.
Straight, no chaser.. We don't waste our time on fakeness.. One glass one shot is all it takes us.. Better this than fade away. . So, our story goes this empty city.
I'm learning to live without your love. Day by day, day by day. I'm learning to live without your love. Day by day, day by day. . You kick me in teeth.
Answer every question with a "Yes". Answer every problem with a smile. Keep opening doors, keep pulling those strings. But the midnight hour is mine. The midnight hour is mine.
So you found our love in the warm Pacific spray,. 'Cause I left our love in the desert. To fend for itself. (I thought it better that way). Did you get my text?.
The way you look at me. Could be in an old film in black and white. But your hair's too short and your jeans too tight. . Maybe we should let them know.
Everyday is just another crazy anyway. I think I'm winning when you walk away. With all your trophies and you accolades-lades-lades. From the beginning darling.
First few horns and the squeak of brakes. Knock on the door and the city wakes. . But you, you're still sleeping. And you, you're in love. . Painting a pretty picture.
Anyone but him. I'd rather hear you had the whole football team. Than have to watch his filthy lips on your skin. Anyone but him. Anyone but him. . With schoolboy fists, we can take this outside.