All I know is that I'm true. To every single one of you. The best that I know how to do. I'm lost. I'm lost. . Cranky is friend of mine. She puts away a glass of wine.
Oh I know you have to go away. And I'm no reason for you to stay. But I'll be waiting here. A reason to come home. . All love lends no rights I can only try my best.
Centerfold. She stays the same. Every single centerfold. So, so very average. What she can't see she doesn't know. . Give me something to believe. Maybe maybe.
There was a time when we were living getting lost in life. The things we'd ridicule to what we'd glorify. From every prison, every passion, every terror, every dream.
There are cockles and broken glass spread across the floor. The door is wide open and the sand made drifts all down the hall. Broken panes in the window reflected light in from the sky.