Was I not clear. When I told you we're giving up?. I'm still here. My body's a selfish fuck. Said you're hoping. Oh, hoping for what?. I'm not going. This is where we part.
This wooden soul of mine. it cannot ever climb. from places it has fallen. in between where light can shine. It never falls in line. it barely has a spine.
Love don't come so easily. This doesn't have to end in tragedy. I have you and you have me. We're one in a million, why can't you see?. . I'm waitin', waitin' for nothin'.
It's a cold night out there. All these people are unaware. As unaware as I once was. Until the day that I woke up. And everything was gone. I turn the music on.
You don't know what's right anymore. You think your love is just a score. Are you too young. Or afraid to grow up?. . You can work this out if you both try.
You wake up in the morning. you punch the clock. before you ever rub your eyes. and all the breath you're taking in. is spent up on some distant longing sigh.
The first time I saw you. Was the first time I saw me. For what I was. And what I could be. We like all the same things. Except you don't like yourself.
Feel the burn and the fury of my pen. feel the fire, as I fan the flames again. brace yourself for the mediocre. Hail the king of the almost good enough.
i get down only on certain days. from the littlest things they do. i don't know whether i've. done something wrong. or said something wrong. . i try and act the same day by day.
Blushing skin is whispering. slight of tongue, can kill so softly. Velvet lips sing lullabies. so satin sleek but still so costly. Knees weaken crumble and fall.
Saturday. I could feet the crowd's dismay. They've acquired quite a fire. to burn the profane on a funeral pyre. Voices shrill. cutting silence like they mean to kill.
I could feel it coming. I could sense that nothing good was happening that day. I got a funny feeling. I could smell that something bad was cooking at my place that night.
On the back of the schoolbus singing,. "I Love Rock and Roll". put another dime in the jukebox,. Let the Good Times Roll. Grab the back of a Buick Skylark.
Well, I don't want you when you want me. And I don't need you like I need dough. See those flowers? They were on sale. And all that foreplay, it was for me.
Was it me?. We had a good thing and now it's just me. Writing words that don't mean a thing. . What did I do?. I thought you said this wasn't the time for us,.
Every time I see you I smile. Cause I'm just so educated (educated). I know your so behind. No pain. Things go the wrong way sometimes (sometimes). And it hurts.
I don't know a lot about her. But she, she knew a lot about me. . Her family seemed to love her. If what they say is true. Her friends all shared the good times, man.
I've done it all, dear. The games that lovers play. I've had them both, dear. The good times and the bad. Save all your tears for. Some other guy. . Tell me you love me.
(Why should I try when it's all a lie?. Everyone's got an alibi. What do you want?. What do you need?. Everyone's trying to suck...ceed). . You come around, come around sometimes.
Stay away from my friends. They're smooth operators. Looking for a way in. . Stay away from me tonight. I've made other plans. And you'll just be distracting me.