Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter. And the life you would not give her. Break your plans. Traipsed across the continent, a squatter. For your lies at night to sleep between my hands.
Here's the bright end of nowhere. Here's the result of all our days. Used to lay on the roof and drink beer. And try and count up all the ways. That you could waste away.
A hand off the heart. One on the wolf until your lambs itch. Life lives in the dark. But you joke and you kid about the light switch. . Lay down, lay down, lay down, no talking.
Me and you girl, we do it our way. We're not going to heaven on the judgement day. Do you like doing the devil's handiwork. Come on, come on girl, come on let's go.
[Hook x2]. Bia Bia, why ya actin' like a - like a. Bia Bia, why ya fussin' like a - like a. Bia Bia, why ya lookin' like a - like a. Bia Bia, why ya frontin' like a - like a.
Elevator straight into my skull. The escalator rises as it falls. I swear our jet is crashing in my mind. You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time.
The heart is a bloom. Shoots up through the stony ground. There's no room. No space to rent in this town. You're out of luck. And the reason that you had to care.
(Pop) ahh. If it pops into my head. it's comin' straight out my mouth. If you ain't treatin' me right. It's somethin' you'll hear about. I can't be little "Miss Sunshine" all of the time.
Wait, our day's lost. Holding you down. You look for me. But I won't be found. . The bluebirds flutter in my chest. Oh, they want to sing. You'll have to break me open.
See the rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'er. Lost my job and I feel a little older. Car won't run and our love's grown colder. But maybe things'll get a little better, in the mornin'.
You lived on Vine Street. I lived at home. The music was all that we had of our own. No satisfaction, no dance in my car. But I had the keys to the world in my beat up guitar.
Baby it's I. Baby it's I. Baby it's I. . Ooh baby it's I, I'm the one who wants you. Baby it's I, and I'm the one you come to. Baby it's I, ooh baby it's I.
september, autumn skies are closing in. and the mistake your reality. at best has left you broken. with wounds that re-open. on every brink of sleep. and a fire in your heart.
3 A.M.. I don't believe I hear the telephone ring. I wanna sleep. You wanna shake that thing. . I wanna dream. You wanna dance all night. If I knew. If I knew you and better we could fight about it.
It's alright,. You don't have to stand up on you're feet. When she comes sliding into to town. That's al-alright. Anyway i'll tell you how i see it here.
The map has gone. It's burning in the afternoon. The smell's so strong. No chance to walk away. . Gold medallions for the proud men in khaki. Those battalions of strangers.
I want to sleep if you are awake. Still makin' believe that you aren't at all crazy. And if you don't believe I think you should. You make me so proud.
Now people say I'm jinxed. I got some kind of voodoo hex. Life is so complex. There's no telling what could happen next. . Life on the edge, fuels the sickness in my head.
Come my lady. Come come my lady. You're my butterfly, sugar baby. Come my lady. Come come my lady. You're my butterfly, sugar baby. . Such a sexy, sexy pretty little thing.
Every night while I'm undressin'. Sayin' my prayers and lightly confessin'. I can hear hot licks. From a set of drums upstairs. . Well, it couldn't be Johnny 'cause he isn't there.