Expecting me to clean my house out. Under my fridge I found the roach bug. They were eating my potatoes. They even got to raise a fambly. . It ain't no failing I just want 'em out.
Midnight drive down on Jewella Rd.. Methamphetamines and carryin a lonely load. Roaches in the ashes, truck jamming "Limelight". Look like it's gonna be just me and Geddy Lee tonight.
But you didn't have to cut me off. Make out like it never happened. And that we were nothing. And I don't even need your love. But you treat me like a stranger.
When the cotillion arrived. We threw out the television. I'm Model D 575. Has custom flute presets. And Harmony-Plus in addition. . Now for an arm and a leg.
Now and then I think of when we were together. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die. Told myself that you were right for me. But felt so lonely in your company.
[Gotye]. Now and then I think of when we were together. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die. Told myself that you were right for me. But felt so lonely in your company.
Now and then I think of when we were together. Like when you said you felt so happy you could die. Told myself that you were right for me. But felt so lonely in your company.
You're a fraud and you know it. But it's too good to throw it all away. Anyone would do the same. You've got 'em going. And you're careful not to show it.
In the mornings. I was anxious. It's better just to stay in bed. Didn't want to fail myself again. . Running through all the options. And the endings.
Sweet Guinevere, you're off to the coal town tonight. And your young brother Ernie's up in Pittsburgh PA. You know mother loves you, and dad's in the mine.
I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress. In a room where ya do what ya don't confess. Sundown you better take care. If I find you beenn creepin' 'round my back stairs.
Where the road runs down by the Butternut Grove. To old Bill Skinners Stream. Do tell at the noonday bell. It's time for a summertime dream. . In a lunch pail town, in a one horse way.
He came down through fields of green. On the summer side of life. His love was ripe. . There was no illusions. On the summer side of life. Only tenderness.
If you really knew how many times I've tried to help you. Make your mind up in the matters of the heart, you'd not be bothered. By the miscues or the bad trips that seem to come and plague us.
Well I got my mail late last night. A letter from a girl who found the time to write. To her lonesome boy somewhere in the night. She sent me a railroad ticket too to take me to her loving arms.
If you've got a heartache. Of the kind that will not pass by. Even if you don't see the end. Of what lies around the bend. Don't stay that way. It's all in a day believe me.
In the dawn's early light. From a long and a sleepless night. She returned again this morning. From her long and restless flight. . And my red hollow eyes.
So fine, so fine the web you spin,. I come too close and I'm caught again!. In the web of wild design,. I do not know what fate is mine!. All the day sit and spin,.