[Performed with Shooter Jennings]. . We played down in the .... We smoked ... they turn into a bar. This pretty little red hair girl. Took our drummer to her car.
We were born to mothers who smoked and drank. Our cribs were covered in lead based paint. No child proof lids, no seat belts in cars. Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are, still here we are.
I'm on the couch and I'm watching TV. now I know why you had to leave. I'm just a bored suburban punk and I. watch too much trash TV junk. . Dear Anna.
Hey boys. I've come a long way. Along in the sun and the rain. . What am I doing here? No-star hotel. Wasting my wealth,. telling myself to go to hell.
i got dibs on drums. and first say on the mike. rule number six for life. is stay on the bike. and as soon as you can. get rid of the trainin wheels. there's no way to explain.
Ma foix, my force, ma voix, my vows. Gypsy Madonna, all your beauty's. in your eyebrows. Don't touch them, je fais le dernier parti, silently. Finally. I feel all the furies of love violently.
Devil's eyes. I can see them when they scream. At night. Living with me in my dreams. You either love everything. You either love everything. I am right.
I, I am unfrail, catch you by the tail. Put a letter in the mail that says, "Dear John". I could care less about your happiness. Made this bed, made this mess, so lap it up.
Richard Bryant. I've been sweeping up but you're still on your feet. I'm damned with faint love by you. You can't spare me too much love. When there are others you are fonder of.
I see you running out the house. and crying in the yard. cleaning off the tears I always cause. . Every sip I take. Every needle I abuse. It tears me up inside, but I can't get enough.
Intro:. . Du kender ikke mit navn,. Jeg kender ikke dit. Du kender ikke min alder,. Jeg kender ikke din. Mit hjerte, du tager det,. Lige derhen hvor du står.
Let's run away from reality. And roll around in a fantasy. We won't to anyone we're leaving. We'll sneak out while their sleeping. No shoes and no blues.
Yesterday, well, it seemed so cool. When I walked you home, kissed goodnight. I said it's love, you said alright. . It's funny how I could never cry. Until tonight and you pass by.