I never knew. I never do. How love controls me. Seeing you. The first time. You got a hold'a me. . But like a fool. A fool in love. There's always bliss and happiness.
Oh late bloomer, the rumors were true. You know I checked your ID when you left the room. I didn't want to see it coming, I showed off my heart. Now there's a scar in the shape of a question mark.
She was sitting at our table. In our favourite old cafe. (?) up, laughing with new friends. . It was the first time I had seen her. Since the day she walked away.
sunset's painting god in amber. and we can't even talk. sure, it's good to be away. but where we're going, we probably coulda walked. . i know we could be stronger.
Ten years ago, on a cold dark night. There was someone killed 'neath the town hall light. There were few at the scene, but they all agreed. That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me.
I put the locket you gave me in a shoe box. With all my favorite high school pictures in a ziplock. So when I think about myself and all that I'm not.
Aw. Yeah. . I know you got somebody. Who thinks you're home tonight. You're lookin' for a good time. Girl, I'll do you right. . Forget your other man.
There's a stack of bills sittin' on the kitchen table. Next to catalogs of all the things we can't buy. And the dress I bought you for your birthday. Ain't got no fancy ribbons.
You say I ain't the man you fell in love with. Well, you know I can't say that ain't true. You used to love everything about me. Now you hate everything that I do.
oh, were we lost together. you know we were. sad that silence in everything. from the beginning you're here. i would like to get some rest. so the kids no longer have.
I lay down with you. I lay down with you. You told me not to. And I feel so strange. . What is happiness. What is happiness. But too wrong from this. .
I'm kinda down about it. I'm kinda sick about this feeling. Talkin' brings it out. And I'm kinda short of feeling. I kinda got this feeling. That I'm losing everyone.
Hey, Louisiana woman. Mississippi man. We get together. Every time we can. . The Mississippi River. Can't keep us apart. There's too much love. In this Mississippi heart.
i'm losin' you. i'm losin' you. memory needs a place to land. i held my tongue to taste your hand. . i'm losin' you. i'm losin' you. yellowed page and faded pen.
look close. see what you can see. the turn of a smile. on her face. the shadows that fall. from her hair. that she wears. like a crown. . my my you have her beautiful eyes.
Loud couple. Drinking doubles. In a tussle. Angry mumbles. He slowly stumble. Into a tumble. Bouncer flexes muscles. While taking off his muzzle. . Lost in a puzzle....
I heard that Opie Taylor was Liz Taylor's son. They lived in Mount Pilot 'til the summer of '71. And they were as close as burger to a bun. I heard they were as close as a burger to a bun.