2010 is over. Goodbye to the tears of last year. Now I'm alone in someone else's room. I wait inside, the heat pipes cry and the silence sings along. No one can hear me and no one comes near me.
A fool in love A crazy situation. Her velvet glove Knocks me down and down and down and down.. Her kiss of fire A loaded invitation. Inside her smile She takes me down and down and down and down..
Homens de viso curta, F.D.P., saiam do meu caminho Se pra embarreirar,. sangue suga, eu prefiro. seguir sozinho; Comigo t tudo certo, sei do meu caminho muito bem, Se voc.
2nd hand car, 2nd hand shoes. 2nd hand point of view from the 2nd hand news. 2nd hand shirt with a 2nd hand tie. And a 2nd hand reason from a 2nd hand lie.
We were just kids, underachieved, runnin on contraband drive. Backyard gigs, AXP, drinking till the early sunrise. Beginning of an era, occupation concern,.
here's a girl who lives on second street, she cries on every time we meet.. She's the only girl, I want her to be.. On the sidewalks going out tonight, the street lights make her look just right.
I'm not seventeen. . And going on nowhere fast. . A decade lost in the East Bay fog. Birthday cards thrown in the trash. . Last years' calendar. . On the wall, collecting dust.
Your sentry-men fall behind. Your sentry-men fall behind. . You're wasting my time. Like mini crosswords do. You're breaking the line. You just tripped over.
come on sleepyhead, it's time to drive to nowhere. i love it when you smile and aren't afraid to ask questions. don't you tell me to stop my breathing. malignant silence that dulls the senses tries my tongue. respiration without permission. pale yellow light on the ceiling, her faint cries on the end of the line. my eyes expel alcohol, come on sleepyhead. it's time to drive to nowhere, we'll find a playground and swing on the swings. put our hands out the windows, wave them up and down, let's have a picnic in a wide open field..
You should get your story straight. Before I start to doubt it. 'Cause if you've worn your lipstick off. I want to hear about it. . And telling me would be such a breeze.
In the year of the yellow cab. In the shadow of the great world war. The third kid grandmom had. . Came into this world. On a rolling farm in Maryland.
If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. A Hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles.
The paint is old and peeling. The shutters show some cracks. There's a heavy limb on the apple tree. That's got to be cut back. . There's some water in the cellar.
Captured clandestine. Crawled into the lights. He knew he was in for a shoeing. Just wasn't to be his night. . Dragged out of the frozen Rhine. For the Motherland and the Third Reich.
Stay, I wish I could stay. You could call in sick. We could make out all day. . Or maybe take the dog for a walk. Have a picnic by the water. Just sit there and talk.
You rip my guts with every sharp word. When you use that monster. Hiding underneath your tongue. My words don't, they don't work on you. No, they don't work like they used to.
Caught staring again. Like a deer in the headlights. When I can't move fast enough. I take a hit for the team. Pretty girl is blushing. I can't tell if she's disgusted.
I wear myself too thin. Can't help myself this time. I'm on the outside looking in. Can't see my self this time. . Don't wanna go. Don't wanna drive back home.
Learn to live with decisions that you made. I learned things from the break that I can't forget. Catch you doing drive-bys at 1 AM. It must kill you to know that we can't be friends.
Cast aside in record time,. Our youth runs off like rain.. And you looked so lovely standing in your wedding dress,. That I was overcome.. . Safe from time in black and white,.