the sky looks so dark, looks like it might rain. my babies gone, on the south bound train. come back baby, lets try it over. one more time ,just one more time.
When you found somebody new. I thought I never would forget you. More that I thought I never could. But times takin' all the pain away. Until now I'm down and hurting once a day.
Verse 1:. Remember the time I stood you up, left you with empty coffee cups, back then my state of mind was so damn clouded.. When I realized what I had done, called back and gave you my reasons, begged for another chance then did it again..
I'm over the eggshells, I've been walking on. My eggshell walking days are done. I don't give a fuck about the apple cart. And I'll upset everyone. . Don't tell me on what or where to walk, my friend.
Read the paper, things look grim. Watch the news, the outlook's dim. It's clear to see there is something wrong. . Could be that we don't change a lot.
If I could have my way you wouldn't leave. There's nothing I can do about it. Nothing I believe. . There's gotta be a million reasons to stay. A million more to not walk away.
all the times i've tried. i know they don't erase. the things that brought me down. caused you to hurt, caused you to hate. but now i've figured out. all that we won't do.
From the album: Good Times & Goodbyes. Theres a place we would go when were kids. As far away from home as we could get. Without a car, as long as we were home for dark.
[Zack sings:]. You better call your brother up to save your neck. You better get a real job and fix this wreck. You better claim your income like the real men do.
I just realized tonight. You're not like all the others. Till now, I never wanted love. I only wanted lovers. . Now, me and you have things to do. And no time to be wrong.
Is it getting better?. Or do you feel the same?. Will it make it easier on you now?. You got someone to blame. You say. One love. One life. When it's one need.
a garbage can. acid trip. i am. living in a world of feeling. food and trash. i'm caught beneath the nails. of a cold corpses' hand. haunted memories of who i am.
begin the sucking son wakes me up at night. the ghost of innocence turns off the light and i can't. breath!. i'm chocking on my lungs. and i can't stay in your spaceship.
I feel like I'm coming down with it. All of the symptoms fit and I backslide. An eye on the clock, I don't talk much. When I'm running on the inside. .
That's the way it goes. you're going to have to. see it through eventually. listen, I propose that. everybody show. some sort of sympathy. 'cause all the highs and lows.
I'm on automatic. And you gotta flip the switch. Baby there's a box in the attic. But I couldn't tell you which was which. . It's all become a running joke.
Baby, calm down. Baby, come back down to the ground. Let me hold you. Let me hold this moment a spell. I can tell. . That there's really not a lot of options open.
A note we wrote the other day. To any mice who pass this way. On crumbed and sugared counter tops. 'We must insist your traffic stop'. In their defense, they don't refuse.
Without a queen the locust swarm. Turned the ground to black. Descending like a shadowy tower. On a fish's back. . And scattered the sticks. Who crawled like snakes in the sand.