There she stand, this lovely creature. There she stand, there she stands. With her hair full of ribbons. And green gloves on her hands. So I asked this lovely creature.
The Boatman calls from the lake. A lone loon dives upon the water. I put my hand over hers. Down in the lime tree arbour. The wind in the trees is whispering.
They're gonna lay me low (Lay me low). They're gonna sink me in the snow. They're gonna throw back their heads and crow. When I go. They're gonna jump and shout (Lay me low).
Don't feel sad, don't feel blue. It's all stupid, yeah. All I feel comes back of you. And I'm so happy. . 'Cos I feel I'm, I'm at forty five degrees. That's when love tips up for me.
Drove to my lover, tried to discover. If she was my friend right to the end. Don't know what caused her to pretend. . So I wrote a long letter on one inch of paper.
Follow the lifeline I labeled so neat. Through every lifetime from scars that run deep. Follow the love tracks, unrivaled, unmatched. Book me the right train, I'd love to nip back.
Jesus, what a state to be in. Something's wrong, I don't know what I'm fearing. Scream inside towards the christening. Wrap your arms, protection I've been missing.
You're lost again. [ verse 1 ]. Try to keep your head above the water. Better take a deep breath cause it aint over yet. Your lies harder to swallow. Better take a good look at the fishermans hook.
Sad is the man who drinks with himself. To fog up the day that precedes. From sad then to happy from happy to bitter. That bitter old man is me. . Hey, drink it all away.
I'm leaving here today, I'm gonna go real far away from here. I'm gonna find a girl like the one I met in high school. But she's not gonna get away this time.
Sad is the man who drinks with himself. To fog up the day that precedes. From sad then to happy from happy to bitter. That bitter old man is me. . Hey, drink it all away.
Lost cat in Arthur Street, black and white. If you go, I'll come without a fight. I'm sick of hearing damning words of you. Come cursing through my head.
It's all getting messy. Seamlessly sloppy. Only fit for the bin. Oh, what a mess I'm in. . Regret can be a fuel. Blisters mean renewal. But all that stuff tastes of him.
London never sleeps, it just sucks. The life out of me. And the money from my pocket. . London always creeps, showbiz hugs. The life out of me. Have some dignity, honey.
How are you doing - brainwashed, ignorant, and deceived. Beautiful words I will tell you on TV. I will lie to the poor and give to the rich. Smells like money in the land of the free.
Liar, liar, pants on fire. Your nose is longer than a telephone wire. . Ask me, baby, why I'm sad. You've been out all night, know you've been bad. Don't tell me different, know it's a lie.
Do you miss me?. Am I still on your mind. Thought I made you happy baby. Then why was I left behind. . Symptoms of a love addict. My heart is sick. Symptoms of a love addict.
When I hit rock bottom,. And then keep going down,. And I'm talking to the mirror,. With no one else around.. When impossible to maybe,. Is as far as I can see,.
How did my day just go from bad to worse. Lost my cell phone now I'm late for work. Wearing my favorite shoes and the heel broke. Tell me I'm getting punked.