I can dish it out but you know I cant take it. When you told me every time that you came that you were fakin. So I guess Ill never know if I was mackin yes or no.
Turn the TV off, put down the cosmopolitan. I'd like to think that I'm not asking a lot. Oh my god, this static is bad for my complexion. This town has turned you into someone you're not.
Get off my heart. 'Cuz you've been standing on it all day. Can my lips apart. With the words that I want to say?. . And as I run into the walls. 'Cuz I don't have the balls to run over him.
You walked into the bathroom. To wash your troubles away. You always seem to go in there. About 20 times a day. . I dropped you off at your therapist.
(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker). . If you want to see hell, there's a place you can go.. Take a little ride down cc road.. Deep in the sticks in the full moonlight,.
I'm left handed when throwing. My shit across the room.. I'm left handed when I throw a fit. I use my left hand when I make myself come. To my senses when I'm losing it..
Let's face it. I passed out. No one cares what I do. I slept tight. For (4?) hours. I slipped into the great unknown. . Not unusual. Not irrational. It might be cool, but only to myself.
You know he dreams about tornadoes, tumbleweeds, and hurricanes. I could blame it on his halos always getting in the way. (If I'd known his wings were crooked I'd have pressed them into shape).
In Greece as I've said. Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action. And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime. . Everything grows. Cause anything goes.
Lovely nights, quiet nights, golden nights with you. Love's a dream, evergreen, never seen you blue. . Don't let your woman down. Pick her up and make her feel she is somebody.
Guess you're wondering what he's doing now. If he's thinking of you somehow. Seems very strange. And love is hard to re-arrange. . Sunny days bring back the memories.
I am just a lonely man. Won't you come along again. Fill me up and make me feel alright. . Be as good as I was bad. Lift me up and make me feel all right.
Oh the Geese fly and the Peewhit sing. As I ride on my Horse, on the first day of Spring. And the river flows o'er the grass so green,. As I fly to my Lady, of Catrine.
I'm gonna climb inside this peaceful mind, and mind,. Shake it up, drop a bomb, tic toc, stop the clock.. I need to feel alive, reach my sides, go and go,.
I can't stand the collar. It makes it hard to swallar. But where you go I'll faller. Hey, I'm a lucky dog. . I can't get used to gettin'. All this love and pettin'.
i'm re-submitting the lyrics for "looks aren't everything" as i may have turned a few words around. these will be correct, Will. . looks like she's found another lover, judging by the way she looks tonight..
I've got this lonely streak running through my veins. And it's wrapped around my heart like a ball and chain. Well i've got my dreams i'm gonna find some day.
She picked up his shirt off the floor behind her bathroom door. When the truth caught her eye. She trembled inside. She made up a thousand excuses. And Lord they all sounded so foolish.
On the day I met you what a stroke of luck. You were buying you a Pepsi I was gasin' up my truck. Then Cupid's arrow hit me like a bolt out of the blue.
When her high heels hit the floor. Let her go. When she sa-shays out the door. Let her go. . There's an unspoken rule. Every man should know. You can't hold her.