Dance, boogie wonderland.. Ha, ha, dance. Boogie wonderland. Midnight creeps so slowly into hearts of men who need more than they get. Daylight deals a bad hand to a woman who has laid too many bets.
Glorified the love place above. Precious memories put your place into view. into the rising sun. my soul feel so kins.
Beyond breakin' waves she walked the shore. Thoughts diving down the ocean floor. The ocean flows like life, just like life. . Hope is not a thing that she inclines to take into confidence.
Not what I've done, not what I've spoken. Not what I've shown, not that I lied. Just holding on would render me broken. But weak as I am, my hands remain tied.
Some say it's better off this way. Now it's over. You say, "The future's looking gray. If it's over". . Yeah, there's sorrow as we break. But it's over.
This is the ending of an age,the closing of a chapter that. Was just beginning.... Battered senseless, this is not what you deserve. Stripped and left defenseless, this is not what you deserve.
How long can this anger last. Unenlightened with fist tightened. Explode and I run from the blast. My ears ringing, my face stinging. . And you push and pull me.
I think I bit my tongue today. No sign of blood but this taste won't go away. Even if a wound does heal. Its scar might never fade. . Unwelcome words can pierce.
You won't hear me laugh,you won't hear me cry. You won't even hear what I'm thinking. I can't even speak ,I'm too weak to try. Surprised I'm even still breathing.
How did we come to this?. When did we reach that fork in the road. That carried us from our home?. . Where did we go wrong?. How could we lose the words to our song.
Sweet Lucinda. Look out your window. LA freeway just like the man said. People honking their horns. Pointing guns at your head. Sweet Lucinda. In a land of cotton.
Lying straight to your face. You thought that we would stay. Now we're running away. You want an answer for. Us tripping out the door. Don't trust us we won't pay.
You walked into the room. And assumed the whole world spins for you. Like all of the stars in your yard. I'm just singin' for a getaway car. . And all the headline news.
I'll sleep by the phone. If you call me up I'll drive you home. I don't just disappear. I need to be where you are. . I see it now when you're working a crowd.
Took him away when I was four. Indian wrestling partner. Played cops behind the moving trucks. Ran around, around. . And as they drove away. Went back inside to play.
Same old double standards. It's alright for you but not for me. I've got to be perfect, I've got to be flawless. I've got to not repeat your mistakes.
She's my Johnny Cash. She is my Lucinda. She's my Emmylou and my Cheryl Cole. She's My jack Daniels and my antichrist. She's my one lost love and my blindspot.
Don't worry if it don't work out. Better luck next time. At least you learned what you want. Don't worry if you are let down. better luck next time. better luck next time.
Don't blame it on my youth. Would have done anything for you. You said I was too young, well I'm 23 now. And I feel exactly the same as I did back then when I was 18, only 18.
I felt a little disillusioned last night. Seems like the truth is something nobody wants to hear. How unfashionable it is to be honest. The latest craze is lying through your teeth.