She creeps into my head. So many mornings. What am I supposed to do. When life gets boring?. . This fixation with her. It goes much deeper. Than just a photograph.
Oh! Ellin, what can I do?. Oh! Ellin, what can I do?. . Oh! Ellin, what can I do?. There is nothing aside from you. Ellin, what can I do?. There is nothing aside from you.
Flat on my face I see what it takes. To cut through the bullshit to cut, to the chase. And when I get up I won't forget. The place that you left me, the place that you left.
I go out 'cause I live in an empty house and it. Rains and it rains and it never stops I'm a case. In this place now mixed up with you I had a. Perfect fit until you called me up then it didn't.
It was the worst time. The first time it ever went sour. Things fell apart too soon. I was so let down. I learned then to never go back. I've been once, only once.
Lately I've had a heavy thing on my mind. I don't think that I can carry it. Around for very long I guess I could try. And treat it like a test. . Well, I met her on a Saturday night.
Find yourself down on your knees again. The question is when's it gonna end?. It just seems this will never change. It's the same shit as yesterday. Taking shots all that you can take.