I tell you complicated girls. are complicated lovers. and mostly later they become. complicated mothers. . you say you love me, I don't care. 'cause you're love won't take me anywhere.
I tell you complicated girls. Are complicated lovers. And mostly later they become. Complicated mothers. . You say, you love me, I don't care. 'Cause you're love won't take me anywhere.
We've got time to wait. And we wait still it's too late. We always move in seconds in a world of hours and days. We've got bones and blood. Is this all what we've got.
I'm out in the streets. I'm feeling pretty save. I don't know. Where to go. . I miss the warm sheets. Of my narrow city cave. I am drivin' slow. Stop and go.
A million dollar baby. Has lost its father today. The fallen angel stays in bed. With a bullet in his head. . Success makes you horny. And pills calm you down.
You don't get your dream job 'cause you're too tall. You miss your wakeup call. A drunken guy crashed in your car. Can't pay for your drinks at the bar.
Today, you're their best friend. But believe me tomorrow, they don't even know your name. Friendship is a word that has lost its meaning. And making friends a funny game.
It was the calm before the storm when we met. We've saved our life's and lost our hearts instead. We've lost our consciousness lost everything we had.
And our good old earth Is breaking into pieces. Dreaming of rebirth It stumbles into a lapdance bar. . Cheerio we say : we live our life the easy way.
15 minutes to show. And 15 more days to go. I feel like a cake and every night I cut. A piece out for you. . So don't tell me that you're hungry. I know you are, but I am too.
He sits in a room down the dead end street. Dirty old t-shirt sweating in the heat. He's got no girl and no money for a drink. No deeper way to sink. No deeper way.
There is this emptyness I carry around with me. Just like a hole that you will never see. I wander in the sun but it's cold inside of me. I'm a monkey in the zoo but someone cut my tree.
Far from home. But close to Marseilles. Is a little cute town. Where we decided to stay. . Everything was fine. And nothing that we missed. Where we spent all night.
A non smoking flight to, nowhere. Ready to take off. Last exit before breakdown. Send a smile back from above. . I'm not looking for salvation. I'm not waiting for realease.
And now we've finally. Reached the point. And you want to get in. I guess, that I should tell you. That there's just one thing. . Just a little journey.
A dog with a lame leg drags itself around the tombs. Mrs. Watson talks with someone who's been dead for years. A sickly smell of urine rising from her tights.