What Love Can Do. . We Were Always Happiest When We Needed The Least. Who Knew This Love Would Turn In To Such A Feast. Breakfast, Lunch, And Dinner, And A Midnight Snack.
I cheated on my love. I cheated on my taxes. Burned bridges, ground axes. . I stole cars, I stole dope. Left scars, killed hope. . What kind of man do you think I am, babe?.
CHORUS:. What do we do now. What do we do now. What do we do now. What do we do now. . When it's lying there with a busted heart. Like a piece of glass where do you start.
Done pretty good now babe. Keepin' the lights on this last little while. Nobody trying' to hunt us down for somethin' we done wrong. Got no reason not to smile.
Little girl playin' with the moonlight. Shine it on me, shine it on me. There's a cloud over my light and its troubling me, troubling me. Such a world, such an invitation.
Baby shaved her head and gone. Now she's got black stockings on. I think she's warmin' up to the ice age. . Baby spreads her little wings. Now the boys say awful things.
Well I do my best thinking sitting on my ass. Sittin' here waiting for things to pass. You got places to go and people to see. Well honey that's you, it ain't me.
Someone called out to you. And it sounded just like crying. On a street where nobody. Even knows your name. Your mind was getting high on the sweet air.
Two Hearts. . It's Like I Got Two Hearts With You Baby. Like I've Got Two Ears. It Goes In One And Out The Other. Whenever You Are Near. . A Train Of Smoke And Flames Keep A Comin'.
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Thunderbird. . My Thunderbird, My Thunderbird. Put Your Head On My Shoulder. Don't Say A Word. We'll Cut Across Town In My Thunderbird. . There's A Burial Ground.
An empty house. Is the only thing standin'. Between our lives. And the speed of sound. . Some words flew out. And made a crash landin'. No love survived.
You were dreaming on a park bench. 'Bout a broad highway somewhere. When the music from the carillon. Seemed to hurl your heart out there. Past the scientific darkness.
I dreamed I was being kept alive. To bear the brunt of a family joke. About which no one spoke. . To multiply and divide. This hideous thing, this human kind.
Is this a place I can rest my poor head. To gather my thoughts in sweet silence. Is this a place where the feelings aren't dead. From an overexposure to violence.
Don't have to humble yourself to me. I ain't your judge or your king. Baby, you know you ain't no Queen of Sheba. . We may not even have our own dignity, no.
Saturday night he comes home stinking. sunday morning she wakes up thinking and thinking and thinking and thinking. does she need to get the kids dressed to go to church.
Just a one more kiss she'll have to miss. This night with you. Now you're guilty of this secret love. As I am too. You'll get used to telling lies. And feeling sorry when she cries.
It's that mechanical motion. Skin -tight when the nights are bloodless. Lip-sync the latest notion. From zombie drill instructors. . Throw out of all the parties.
I'm trippin over dumb drunks at a party. Girlfriend just ran off with the DJ. I give her everything, but she refused it. It doesn't matter, she don't know how to use it.