There are few things less appealing than you. A preteen girl that dresses like a prostitute. You want to act like Britney well thats a mistake. You want to look like divas but divas are skanks.
You know the way you look makes everyone hungry. You got the ways and means to make it all right. Dye your hair suicide blonde. Dye your hair suicide blonde.
Tangerines are hanging heavy, glowing marigolden hues. Teasing a half-pale moon. And I feel a pull to the blue-velvet dark and stars.. . Pink Magnolia, blushing and coy.
It's the second September I have known you. Four years or so ago, I rode a pony, called him "Truth". We didn`t know the way so it took us till today to get here.
I see the lights are turning and I look outside. The stars are burning through this changing time. It could have been anything we want. It's fine, salvation was just a passing thought.
Im turning my safety off. Im ready to talk to you. Alone. . A kiss, a hug, another drink. Puts me right back to. Denial of persistent memory. . Im watching you.
What do you think in the back seat?. Traveling through the yellow open state. Am I too slow to turn my thoughts to words. To turn meaningless to meaning.
Summer dress makes you more beautiful than the rest. Loveliest girl that I know and the sweetest. Spends her life inside, she thinks she isn't blessed.
I can hear them. Speakin' in the next room. As they drink and start losin' control and get louder. They lose control and get louder. . They wonder about me.
When everything we felt fails. Then some music, soft and distant sails. But it don't sound like it did before. Then I know I'm left with nothing more.
When everything we felt fails. Then some music, soft and distant sails. But it don't sound like it did before. Then I know I'm left with nothing more.
I'm broken down. You caved my karma in. I'm staying up. Waiting for you like a fool. . You made me forget. About all the dreams I kept. I keep your glass hand.
You'd think that people would've had enough. Of silly love songs. I look around and I see. It isn't so. Some people want to fill the world. With silly love songs.
Your lightning's all I need. My satisfaction grows, you make me feel at ease. You even make me glow, don't cut the power on me. I'm feelin' low, so get me high.
The coarse and white colored skin. It blends with the state you're in. And the wetness of your eyes. Against a sun that clouds blind. . You ain't saying nothing that I don't already know.
Somewhere, up fifteen miles. Sifting through crackling vinyl. Lost memories of my youth. Are coming into view. . Between lost hills divide. Quietly we sleep inside.
I feel like a haunted angel.... . when I woke up and saw. i'm not a starwar. oh no, instead it seems today. I'm a sad film in may. a movie beau, so pale and senses so low.
It's summertime. And the living is easy. Fish are jumping. And the cotton is high. Your daddy is rich. And your mommy's good looking. So hush pretty baby, don't you cry.
Through early morning fog I see. visions of the things to be. the pains that are withheld for me. I realize and I can see.... . [REFRAIN]. . That suicide is painless.