You're so in love with yourself. That you hate yourself, you hate yourself. You're so in love with yourself. That you hate yourself, you hate yourself.
I start dreaming, driving home. About having you alone. I know that you'll be there for me. But in my favorite fantasy, you won't be. . Across the street,across the room a step away.
You wonder what we have. Will our love start getting old?. Well maybe when the ocean's dry. Or when the sun turns cold. . Baby, that's the kind of love you're in.
Don't know the meaning of devotional. Pictured me hanging threadbare on the blacked out wall. Purposeful, in your weekly disguise. Surrendering to arms, fixing up those seeded eyes.
Everything that happened here. Cannot happen when you're dead, she safely said. Worry when you wake tonight. Is it all in your head?. . So you want to run, deny.
We swing together like the bell, with a similar story to tell. Both holding on until the end at least we're not alone. Swinging together like the bell, together we fell.
One two princes stand before you. (that's what I said now. Princes Princes who adore you. (Just go ahead now). One has diamonds in his pockets. (that's some bread now).
When I go to sleep I pray. I'm waking up to I got you, babe. Like the guy from Groundhog Day. Just wanna live forever this way. . Flash back to seventeen.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, thunderbirds are go. . Spring breaks come around. And there's more heros to be found. There's something major going down on Tracy island (island).
I'm writing this letter. To say good-bye. I know it will hurt you. Yes, you will cry. . Baby, baby. Won't you forgive me?. I know I am wrong. I kept pretending.
I got a boss that likes to ride my back. Down at the factory. Somebody's always riding my bumper. Honking when the light turns green. I loaned my best buddy money.
This generation worships You. This generation seeks Your face. This generation kneels before You. This generation adores You. . This is a call to worship.
When the music fades and all is stripped away. And I simply come. Longing just to bring something that's of worth. That will bless Your heart. . I'll bring You more than a song.
I see the sun in the middle of the night. Cause I'm gonna die but I'm still breathing. I'm scared of my boldness, happy and hopeless. Flying tonight. Do you realize of what you`re deprived.
Old Black Hen is that you again. singing the Bad Luck Lullaby. Come right on in, it's midnight again. Time for the Bad Luck Lullaby. You know the one it's the same one you sung.
he is alive and kicking. he calls it gymnastics, calls it velocity. and you spend twenty years climbing and never change your mind. and you call it the path of least resistance.
it must be something in the air, she said. that makes it so square when we get together. feels like snakes in my hair. and it feels all wrong somehow.
And now he craves a complication. You're something up his sleeve. He bends the rails to miss the station. To let the pressure breathe. And now for real eyes of this fiction.
minutes seem like seconds. and the seconds seem like days. that doesn't make sense. put down the phone. be sure you hang up first. that doesn't make sense.