I won't need you to want me just the way I wanted you.. And I feel pretty foolish when you've found somebody new.. I think it's fair to warn you, girl, you can't treat love that way..
Lookin' at you I can see what I missed. Love can't ever get better than this. I never knew there was so much in a kiss. Love can't ever get better than this.
We went out one evenin', my darlin' and I. She seemed so different and I wondered why. We stopped at a tavern and there I could see. That she loved another one better than me.
Lookin' at you I can see what I missed. Love can't ever get better than this. I never knew there was so much in a kiss. Love can't ever get better than this.
I can't say a train whistle makes me lonesome. I can't say a whippoorwill makes me blue. It takes more than the sound of a Greyhound leavin' town. To break this poor boys heart in two.
The shadows are creepin', across the dirt mound, way down in the bottoms below. And the willows are weepin', A sad mournful sound, that says she ain't comin' home.
Drive time traffic in the pouring rain six car pileup in the passing lane. Can't help thinking while I shake my fist life's too long to live like this.
Oh, yonder stands little Maggie. With a dram glass in her hand. She's drinkin' away her troubles. She's a-courtin' another man. . Last time I saw little Maggie.
If I could find a love to treasure with this heart and with these hands. I could build a strong foundation in a world of shifting sands. If I could show just what I've made up it'd be surprise what I can do.
Learn how to live. Learn how to breathe. Learn how to kill. Learn how to die. Raped by my own life. Suffocated by my own lungs. Murdered by my own hands.
We entered Winter once again. Naked, freezing from my breath. â??Neath the lid, all limbs tucked away. This coffin is your abode from now and onwards.
Liquid is in your throat. For hopeless delight. After all you fell in love with death. Life has aborted. All you've had and all you became. . The night is calling, you pray forth.
Across the flatlands we came out of nowhere special. Like a peasant revolution - makeshift weapons in our hands. We crashed the gates so hard we'd never heard that kind of sound before.
So where do we begin? It must be thirty-five years . . .. You've the breath of my mother, the life of a stranger;. and there's so much to tell - so much I need to know..
One swallow never made a spring. You can buy a crown - it doesn't make you king. Beware the trinkets that we bring. . When the visionary dreams set hard and grey as flesh made into stone.
Busted out to the halfway house. At the top of Undercliffe Road. You and me and your motorbike. In the ice and drifting snow. 3 a.m. and empty, the city ours alone.
Sullivan/Heaton. Under darkening thundering towering skies. We live through these fateful days. Walking like strangers through streets of damnation. Under the enemy's gaze.
Holed up in your little room, we talk for hour on empty hour,. pacing up and down between the walls that we have built ourselves.. No more with the long goodbye, I can't stand another tear;.
(Sullivan/Heaton). The lovers they kiss and slowly they turn. For drawing a breath there is nothing but time. A thousand million years before we crash in the sun.
I went to my mother, said - please make me king. I went to my mother, said - I've got to be king. She said son - well you've got to wait your turn. Patience is a virtue that you never seemed to learn.