Sorry, now that I let you go. You were the better part of me I know. If only I could show that. Baby, I love you. . When the light illuminates the scene.
Life's like a little paper ball caught on tide. Pulled from the shore. Tonight now, the universe surrounds you in it's light. And you feel so small. .
If I keep wandering around this house, I'll die.. If I keep walking around this town, I'll die.. So I fall or find something that lifts. and puts all the blood back into my veins..
I fall asleep to the breeze from your open window.. And your computer screen lit the room just right.. The last thing from your mouth sheds light.. (Goodnight) You are the one who calls my arms..
Where's your brother?. Where's your sister?. Do you remember when they used to let me in?. I just wanted to see you again.. What happened when the door closed?.
I'll take Sunday night with a blanket over this old, dark house.. An occasional ruffle, but nothing like you or even this memory of you.. Do you save our pictures like I do?.
This is not my fault.. I tell myself that so I don't go.. It's not like you didn't know.. I just put myself down from so far away.. I'm fading out.. My time is counting down..
I came to see you and talk about how things have been.. I can't keep fighting and think about what we have left.. Wrap me up. Spit me out.. I've had these fights for years so now..
(Hit it!). . It sounds crazy but it just might work,. It sounds crazy but it just might work.. I know it sounds crazy, man!. I know it sounds crazy.. I know it sounds crazy, but it just might work....
Go out, come back smelling like a sad song. Spilt drinks, bar smoke,. And all that conversation. To find you somebody to smother.. Take me please, I'm in need of a body to smother me..
Long face, hard pressed. To coax a little songbird. From the ribcage in your chest. I know the ocean's in your eyes,. I know the world is full of lies..
You hear a tremor in her voice,. So you pull the chain and let her in.. She smells like gin and cigarettes,. but she moves against you close,. and the closeness makes you melt-.
So I picked a fight with Jesus Christ. Now I'm thinkin' I was wrong. When you pick a fight with the Prince of Peace. You won't last for long. . It's a one-lane highway straight to Hell.