Everything feels exactly the same. My mediocrity of my privacy. And all I need is a little a little thing called sexuality. Got to nag the notion. . Even though my words may sound like habit.
It's obvious that dealing with this. Is tearing you apart. I'd like to try to say I could help you more. But I've already done my part. . We'll try to talk through this affliction.
I find hard to breathe. As life just eats away. At the faces that surround me. They look tired today. The lady at my table. Doesn't want me here. I just want to talk to her.
You never heard a word your father said. Until he said, "Goodbye". And now you walk these streets in agony. Just looking for the reason why. . You try to tell me that you've played it safe.
When you first fell in love. I know you knew that it would never last. Felt like some thing's taken from you. Strange, how things they change so fast.
I won't be the one to say every thing's going to be alright. Even though I thought I caught you crying on the phone last night. And how can I say that I know what it's like.
Somewhere between a lie and truth. Lies a subtle line of gray and. Although it's undetectable. It's reflected in all we say. . We don't want to hate or judge each other.
You stand in line beside me. Try to tell me of this life. Success is only failure. If it doesn't meet the bottom line. . And then, you try to tell me.
Here we are. Trying to locate the rainbow stream. There I go.. over and under again. He thinks he.. knows where I am without seeing me. And there I stand in the shadow.
Bumping around in the back. In the dark I see people. Huddled around the girl. She is the one in the back of the bar. With a photo of Nixon and Mary-Jane.
You can take your eyes off your phone,. Cos from here on in you're on your own.. Don't you lay your hands on me,. Cos I am bowing out so gracefully.. .
No soul baby. I know that you never cared for me. Look in the mirror its plain to see. Don't need me round anymore. So what's the score?. Oh that night.
I am a wannabe. You better be careful around me. I come from far away, where mustang dreams are made. And we are fashioned in the image of the Don's who have come before us.
You, you think yer such a bad ass;. You think yer such a rough neck;. Well I saw you outside eating truffles with yer mom on the patio;. I think it's really sad though;.
I met the King of England once. But the guys at the deli back home. They don't believe me. (Believe). . I ride my bike all around. Round my hometown. Where nobody knows me.
You don't have to tell me that I'm stubborn. 'Cause I'm not. And I know cause it runs in my family. And skips every other generation. . You don't have to save my soul.
Hey there, Mr. Marlboro man, what you gonna do. When there's nobody left but your choke smoking self to abuse?. Hey there, Mr. CEO man, where you gonna be.
Hey There Mr.Marlboro Man. What you gonna do. when there's nobody left. but yer smoke choking self to abuse. . Hey There Mr.C.E.O. Man. who you gonna be.
Socrates ain't got nothing on me. When it comes to over thinking. Paranoid that's how I prefer to be. Into the ground I'm sinking. . Then you call and you say.
who's the one who love's you like i do. forgiving after all you've put them through. i'm the one who looks the other way. and one and one and one is. yesterday.