Oh, the nights are long. And I'm so tired of waking up tired,. Man, they just drag on and on. And I'm so tired of waking up tired.. The company I'm keeping.
sought salvation in a TV set. unemployed full of regret. all you need is $19.95. and you can be as one with God, you can learn to feel alive. be saved by greed, it's human need, that's what's preached.
When we were young. you said you've never compromise. The catch phrases and routines. were a waste of all your time. Who wants to be a product?. . This paper house burns easily.
We're still young, and we got that fire, and we speak our minds but yesterday, is still gone, and it's so much brighter, cause we know inside that. . Everything that ends, starts over again, when you're living in the moment, then you'll never end..
Why didn't I, didn't I?. Why didn't I, why didn't I?. I should've, I should've. I should've, I should've. . I should've listened to that little voice inside my head.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten,. and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
To my favorite teacher, told me never give up. To my fifth grade crush, who I thought I really loved. To the guys I miss, and the girls we kissed. Where are you now?.
To my favorite teacher. Told me never give up. To my fifth grade crush. Who I thought I really loved. To the guys I've missed. And the girls we've kissed.
Each heartbeat becomes miles and. I'm only feeling further away from home with days left to go.. Where the trees mark the horizon line. like a finger against your lips..
Piece of string holding everything together. Unraveling, about to give way. A silver sphere, baring scar. There's a wheel somewhere about to lose control.
A piece of string. Holding everything, together. Unraveling. About to give way. A silver sphere. Baring scar. There's a wheel somewhere, about to lose control.
Don't you know you're everything to me. Everything I want, everthing I need. Makes me feel like a kid again. But I don't want a [night] like you. Not like you.
There's no ocean here between us. We're both in this room. How can I lie this close and still be. Worlds away from you. . My arms are always reaching out it's.
Now listen. Pour me a single tonight. Feeling blue, really need it to bite. Getting some looks, don't know why. Don't care - whiskey woman gonna make me cry.
Now the room is cold. And the silence screams. Yeah we said some things. That we didn't mean. But we're both too proud. And we stand our ground. We could stay like this.
(R.J. Johnson/The Honeyrods). Yes as a matter of fact. I'm writing it down. I'm making a list, you owe me's. See a mountain of fries. can make up my mind.
I'm sick of playing all your stupid little games. You're 17 and blonde and screwed up in the brain. Conceited, immature, confused, and naive. You're pretty pretty dumb, and caught up in the scene.
Hey, I cannot wait until the end. The end is near and coming soon. You're not bad but you're not great. You're just a broad in a mental state. . I cannot read between the lines.
You said you've had enough, I've had it up to here. But I'm still standing. Screaming as you fall, I'm making this point clear. But you're not listening.
My angel left on broken wings, a certain cure for suffering. And the side affects have torn my world in two. A million pieces I can't fix, a million questions I can't ask.