Me Vs Me

What am i supposed to feel. When i know that i am wrong. but at the same time i'm forgiven. through and through. What am i supposed to feel. when the guilt is soaking in.

Make It Alright

Hey. You can make it alright. With a hint of a smile. With a wink of an eye. If I could just let you know. My heart's in your hands. Go carefully. Still holdin on.

My Eyes

In my eyes, in my eyes. In my eyes, in my eyes. In my eyes, in my eyes. . I wonder what you would see if you looked into my eyes. Aggravation, insecurity that I'm holdin' deep inside.

My Convenience

I don't like the way you touch me. You hurt me once again. Something about you irritates me. Some things break before they bend. . I can't remember the last time, I saw your face without that frown.

Mulkbone

Mud Hill

Mr. Walker

The old man is out by nine. His wife died a year ago. Always wearing his Sunday clothes. Never seen him talk to anyone. . Liquor stores and churches. There's one on every corner.

Milkbone

Cracking knuckles and tapping feet. Something isn't quite complete. . Ignoring my company I'm hoping. They'll take the hint and leave. . That magazine cover that caught my eye is so inviting.

Mexico

Mother Of Mercy

Mother of mercy. Let me crawl on your bathroom floor. Mother of mercy. Let my will ebb into your house. Mother of mercy. I haven't done this for such a long time.

Moribund

There's a baby in a meat slicer. On the kitchen table, half done up. Quite low, broken Madonna. Decaying, cracked on my toilet cover. . Go, go, go, go.

Misery Tomb

Your life caves in, and I am there. Pulling you back from the shoulders down. And though you suffer you will be mine. I always win I am misery. . Ohhh.

Macabre

(Cerebrus) Birth is pain. (Succubus) Life is pain. (Cerebrus) Death is pain. (Succubus). Mortals of leveled grace. The worlds end fierce. We who live are ever dead.

Meaning Of Happy

Im on the phone. With my girl back home. She says shes alone. But Im on the phone. . Can you tell me how it feels?. What it means to be happy. Can you tell me what is real?.

Mr Bluesman (sambora)

He was a man. A ramblin' man he was yes he was. Guitar in hand. His home was on the road and that's where he was. He's seen a thousand roads. He's been a million miles.

Made In America

(R.Sambora & R.Supa). Made in America, nineteen fifty nine,. Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line.. Raised on radio, just a jukebox kid,.

My Story

I never knew life was going to be so hard,. when I was born who would have thought life would be bad,. I tried to find myself,. but it never worked out like that..

Moment Of Weakness

Yo pensé que tu eras el único para mi. Yo hablaré sobre todo lo que hicimos. Otra vez estas allí, para mi, saying please. Otra vez estas allí y pierdo la razón.

Maybe Next Week

Pleased to meet you. Is that really something I would say. I'm fighting off a wave of insecurity. . Missed some chances. There has to be a better way.

Move On

the better smarter half of me's been trying to say to the broken-hearted half. you should be listening to me, which me. cause it's not like i've had my head in the sand.