(Ahh ahh ahh). . Be my lover, be my baby, be my wonderdrug. Be my flower, weeping silver tears on a rusted heart. Don't say a word, just let me kiss it all away.
Willing To Fall Down. { Written by Jann Arden Richards/Russell Broom }. . Holding you is like holding fire. And it burns my hands, and it leaves me tired.
When I held you, you would almost always hold me down. You could see through, everything I said. I was falling and you, said not to fall on you. I've bitten every finger 'til it bleed.
Got my suitcase, got my dog. I'm packing up my life so far. Got my pictures, got some cash. I'm getting out of here at last. . Got my hands on the wheel, got my foot on the pedal.
Why Do I Try. { Written by Jann Arden Richards/Russell Broom }. . Love broke my heart, love washed me up. Love made me sick, love swallowed me. Love made me weak, everything's bleak.
I don't know why we have to die. I don't know a thing about this life. I know the punishment don't always fit the crime. . But, I will get by. I will get by.
She was forty-four years old or so she told me. She'd been working for a man. Who paid her twenty dollars. Just to hold him. I found that very sad. Very sad.
Busted down, outside of town. Had no gasoline. I should have fixed that thing. I should have fixed that thing. . How can you go two hundred miles. Without seeing a single soul.
Every tear you cry. every doubt you have. all of these things will pass away. All of your big mistakes. your little old heart would break. wishing that I would take them back.
Will you remember me. Like the circled stones. On the ancient hills. Where you walk alone?. . Where the wind can speak. My secret name. Like the air you breathe.