She wasn't born yesterday. Not in the Summer of '69. Papa knew she wouldn't stay here. She had to roam. . She hitched a ride to Hollywood. With a gleam and her eyes on the stars.
I'm going out. I don't care to part my hair on weekends.. I'll hit the town. And look for my peeps under the street-side lights. . Carry off each other's frown.
Things are perfect, without Melinda. Let's make a toast now, to her absence. . What can I say about the time. That she showed up and cried?. Ruined the vibe, and broke the mirror.
I've been a couple places, and I've seen so many faces. I've heard the voices speak to me in an awkward manner. now I have you, at least you make feel as if I do.
Face down in the dirt. Every inch of me hurts. Guess it wasn't such a perfect landin'. Yeah i'm still alive. Not sure how I survived. It was a hell of a ride `til it ended.
They tell you there were better days. You can't remember through the haze. This is the only life you've ever known. . They sigh and talk about fist fights.
With you by my side I feel intoxicated.. Your perfume invades my senses.. Each breath, like inhaling gas fumes,. asphyxiates the inner voice that begs me to leave..
Is there something you should tell me?. Is there something I should know?. I guess I thought that you were happy. But your eyes tell me. . Was the attention all that you needed?.
awake again. at three AM. i need a hand to get me off to sleep. in vain i try. i feel the eyes. all my dead. relatives here for a peep. . [Chorus]. i shut the blinds turn out the lights for privacy.
Killing it all before my friend. Watching it all because Im there. What is a lie. Seed the unjust with eyes unclear. Dress it with scars until we fear.
I was the kid with the backpack full of revolution. Listing the crimes like genocide, slavery and. mass polution. With footnotes and documentation. So I could argue with confidence at hockey rinks.
Somewhere in the world now you're getting out of bed. You're standing on your own feet to shake your sleepy head. If you win you take the credit, if you lose you take the blame.
Not enough days, not enough hours, for the people who want my time. If it were within my power, I would lock you all away with me. In a world with no money.
A silver bullet in my wishing well. Like a day in hell. When there's no one to tell. . I stuck my tongue on a frozen lake. With my ears full of cake. That was my mistake.
Waiting for somebody to walk in and offer them a miracle. Waiting for somebody to walk in and offer them a miracle. . She's half crazy. She lives her lazy life in her private, private memory.
Every afternoon in the staff canteen. Just another teenage girl with teenage girl dreams. In the world of Pauline Lewis. Everything is fantasy. It's easy to see.
I've searched for love and I've searched for truth. But I must admit I've almost given up trying. So many things I said in haste. And now I'm scared of my own emotions.
Emily cries in her bedroom at night. Dreams in her sleep of the boy that she loves. Letters he sent will she treasure before. Scattered in pieces on her bedroom floor.
So what if it rains?. What if it's raining?. Where will we go?. And where, where is the sun?. Why won't it shine?. You promised it would. . I don't know if I will see you again.