I know how it feels to cry. But it's only lovers know the reason why. They stay together. And when your time has come. You'll soon discover look at what you've done.
Tell me how long you will take. Trying to make up your mind. Maybe it's already too late. I'll just be left behind. For right or wrong. Bayby I still hold on.
Looking on to the road of forever. finding my place along the way. longing to discover the places in my mind. trying to reach within my soul. and along the way I`ve discovered.
You're gonna try to listen on our conversation, yeah. To try to make her back down, make her back down. Dear, I thought I told ya she's gonna drag your ass to town.
You make girls hearts go black. From you I watch my back. Your eyes, the death of me. You make me pretty. . And now I'm losing sleep. Since these nightmares, they do creep.
Save the sad for real life my best friend cries at the movies. Even when the story's old and bad. And the tube hurts. And my arm hurts. And the movie is sad.
Bad grace finds the reader's eyes. Keep it slow, keep it light over by the side. And it gets too dizzy when it feels too hot. And when it starts to start, it'll never stop.
Waiting here, I'll prepare and try my best not to be scared. There's no need to insist 'cause I'm too dumb to even resist. Anymore and anyhow, anywhere you go, I will go with you.
We can get it high.. So close that we almost die.. It's easy, Roll your life on a gamble.. Burn both ends of the candle.. Something telling you what i want you to know..
You're in denial, you're in denial. And I know. Well, what's my name? Well, what's my name?. I don't know. . Baby if you telephone. Maybe I can meet you in the morning.
I. magna carta overture (instrumental). . Ii. declaration. . John the king of england. Duke of normandy (count of aquitaine). Spoke to all his subjects.
I suspect you ain't so sweet. As the lust I'm concealing. My skin wants to crawl back home to ma. I've lost my way in my feelings. . You always collect your fists.
My mind, it ain't so open. That anything could crawl right in. . The last place to lose yourself. Is in the world where we all cling. . Oh, my lover, we are opening.
I believe all that I read now. Night has come off the corners. Shadows flicker sweet and tame. Dancing like crazy mourners. . The man with the hotdog sells lemonade.
I'm sick of working on the land. I wanna work with machines and look handsome. I have been indulging in ostentatious display. Doing little more than eat three square meals a day.
If you put my heart under a microscope. you probably gonna wonder. why it's in such a critical condition. and if it scares you of to look at my horoscope.
Cut my eyes on visions of you. Memories aren't clear. I lost touch with the boy I knew. While you were still here. . Have you met your God?. Does he know I'm in pain?.
Sometimes I try not to hate myself. For everything I never said. When you were here. And so I'm burning up photographs. Of what was a perfect past. 'Cause I'm still here.
Did you ever confess. In all the stories you are jumping around hello. Now I'm lightnigh for fun. Your trembling secrets in your golden gun hello. Don't fake it shake it.
Maybe baby this is mirror sand. Where you fancy. And you let yourself get out of hand right. Maybe baby this is all I have. Want to twist my little finger.