Recently I've been,. Hopelessly reaching. Out for this girl,. She's out of this world.. Believe me.. . She's got a boyfriend. He drives me round the bend.
See all those people on the ground. Wasting time. Try to hold it all inside. For just one night. Top of the world. I'm sitting here wishing. The things I`ve become.
So you think you got me figured out. Why don't you go ahead and tell me what I'm all about. You know I'm dying to hear it. I'm getting sick of all the sticks and stones you throw.
It's just another monday. I'm just another face in a face less crowd. I'm going down a one way. Caught up in the machine and I'm spit right out. I'm living in a rat race.
I try to brush it off. Keep calm and collected. But it just won't work. They tell me read a book. Learn to cook. Anything to keep your mind off her. .
Somtimes this house feels like a prison. That I just can't leave behind. There's so many rules. I got to follow. 'cause you can't let go. . I don't want to hear it.
You're standing here alone. And so am I. But I want you here by my side. Oh you smile at me. Is everything this staring game?. That song of love. . I look you in the eyes.
I remember wasting time. Watching as the planes fly by. I remember hearing the engines echoing through the sky. . And they used to say. That someday you'll forget it.
I remember wasting time. Watching as the planes fly by. I remember hearing the engines echoing through the sky. . And they used to say. That someday you'll forget it.
We are the ones. The ones forgotten. And this time. The future is ours. It's in our hands. . We're the tear in your eyes. We're the blood in your veins.
We could be perfect one last night. And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight. And we can settle this affair. If you would shed your yellow take my hand.
We could be perfect one last night. And die like star crossed lovers when we fight. And we can settle this affair. If you would shed your yellow. Take my hand and then.
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,. Oh come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem;. Come and behold him, born the King of angels;. O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord..
Pass me that lovely little gun. My dear, my darling one. The cleaners are coming, one by one. You don't even want to let them start. . They're knocking now upon your door.
I am tall and I am thin. Of an enviable hight. And I've been known to be quite handsome. In a certain angle and in certain light. Well I entered into o'malley's.