Down and without grace. Well, I searched you out in every face. On the crowded crooked blue streets. I don't know how you put the ache in me. . And I confess I think it's natural.
Time tells butterfat lies. Sweet lousy cupcakes of lies. I'll comply and I shall play along. I was born in the year of the dog. . And the blue black tattoo, it crawled up my arm.
Scratch less, stepped from the accident. Looking for a place near the path to rent. Champion time waster. Give up the claim, not chased nor chaser. . Popped ya with a dull lead pencil.
Oh, nectarine. Youre the one to coax the darkness out of me. Yeah, out of me. . Oh, nectarine. Youre the one who showed the ghost to me. Dont gaslight me.
Oh, nectarine. Youre the one to coax the darkness out of me. Yeah, out of me. . Oh, nectarine. Youre the one who showed the ghost to me. Dont gaslight me.
Wait for your train in my car by the station. On the wheel, my hands are burning from the cold. What do you dream as you doze against the window?. And will you tell the dream when you come home?.
You say you don't look at me. I say you don't look so good. I went out in the cold to buy a paper. Pushing every button in the elevator. . But I know, I got my looks.