Well we're trapped. In this human body. Yes I'm trapped. I've got no place else to go. And I can't even help my brothers. Cause there's still so much I don't know.
I'm taking, taking. All of my time. I'm dodging words but she's saying the right lines. She made me, made me. Oh so crazy. But this time I feel like I'm doing something right.
Outside I saw the moon. And it made me think of you. And the rain it came, and came. There you were inside my brain. . I've been thinking of you. I've been thinking of you.
She's fresh to death. She'll be the death of you. Seduction leads to destruction. She's fresh to death. She'll be the death of me. She's fresh but not so clean.
Some days feel alone, on your own like a rolling stone. A perfect waste of a perfect day. Some days feel like chores, you get more than you bargain for.
Oh, a good man said, "if you're feeling dead,. You gotta try to find a way to be alive.. This is not a game that you have to play. Don't need a reason to breathe, just like you die".
My cowboy boots they don't seem to fool not anyone,. Not even you. I've got an old suitcase full of my old ways. But I tossed it away and I swallowed that key..
I walk the tight rope. On my way home. You're my backbone. I know you're somewhere close behind me. . I walk the fault line in a dirty field. In the spring time.
I walk the tight rope. On my way home. I walk the fault line. But I'm still alone. And it's true. Oh it's you. . It's always you. . I still remember how your lips tasted.
It's Christmas day and I'm alone again. She's with him now, I'm with my loneliness. She ran away four months ago. Left with his sleigh for the north pole.
Different tie. But I'm wearing the same suit. It's alright. Because the old can feel brand new. See I feel so fresh. I feel so new. And I'm through with my.
This town it's a black hole. Sucking me in. Fucking me up. Yes, it does. . I could just stay and keep praying for things to get better. But they won't.
Midnight comes in. Paris and as. I light my cigarette. The rain it hits my face. So I start walking. Toward the Ferris wheel. From my hotel on. Champs-Élysées.
Got caught running up a tab. Couldn't drive home so I had to share a cab.. duced herself by her last name. The kind of girl you steal from the football team..
I'm feeling pretty dirty baby. Forgive my sins.. I get the feeling you can save me honey,. My herione.. . Your hips, my hands, you swing and you dance,.
Thoughts fall company and dreams as friends. I'm only half here. And other half pretends. That I'm just. I'm just a bad haircut. Some fashion from last week.
I took a trip up the west coast. LAX to SFO. Was searching for a temp so low. And a summer high. The Sun swayed and set slow. Made waves with some friends I know.
I'll say this once again. You people you are my friends. The devil he can't come in. Tonight, that's right. . Looking for misery. But she found me. Lying naked on the floor.
When you left, she was a wreck. Cuz she said, you left a mess. But you said that you'd be back home. Didn't wanna see her all alone. . And you bet she took your word.
Ugly little feelings. Crawl inside my head. What's the point in leaving. This California king-sized bed?. What-if's. And the should-have's. They start to eat my brain.