1. Because you're funny. 2. You're not too fat. 3. You never stand up to take anybody's crap. 4. You think I'm sexy!. 5. You're never late. 6. You always think up the most interesting dates.
I can see Manson holdin' me to ransom. Gun to my feet now he wants to see me dancin'. I can see Mickey Mouse sitting on a Shrink's couch. Tryin' to cure his hang-up 'bout screwin' little Minnie Mouse.
It's me again, insignificant me again,. Just me again and my broken heart.. How can I love again, Now she's gone again,. I'm on that ship again,Called a sinking heart..
I watched you grow older. I watched you struggle to find your own feet and stand. I measured your footsteps, starts, and stutters as you learned to be your own man.
I know you say I'm a crazy mixed-up lunatic.. But that's okay 'cos I love you in a crazy way.. The chances are I'm not the boy you fantasized about. But give me a chance, You never know I might brainwash you..
Why do bad days last forever and ever?. And why do they happen to such sweethearts like us?. It's lucky for me you're stronger than Superman. And when I need you most, you turn into Sherlock Holmes.
Calling all avenging angels. Vengeance, you know it tastes so good. Vengeance is as cold as ice. When it has you in its sights. When it has you in its sights.
Hang up your worries, stop biting all your nails. I've got a pocket full of troubles. But there's room enough for all of yours. You've got a sweet tooth,.
A $50 says it'll beat you. Out from underneath you, its taking everything that you've worked for, and you know it. I see you around downtown. It never leaves you.
It's been a while since the letter. but you still got this photograph. and everyday that goes by. she thinks "boy are you coming back?". she broke down last night.
It goes like this: where's the headlights?. I don't know Danny. And am I dead right? What about the flashlight. It's right here Danny. Well pass it around and hold on tight..
"WRITER'S BLOCK". Words and music (c) 1998, Richard D. Diakun. . Would you help me write a story,. Though I'm not sure how it goes?. A tale about how boy meets girl,.
"Don't go out at night. That's when they all come out! That's when they'll get you.. Hey look out! On the right! He doesn't look like you? Call us, we'll get him!".
I am sitting in my apartment with a pencil in my hand.. Try to write a love song, the feelings of a man.. Outside a dog is barking, a loud sports car drives past..
Put the keys to the car. then they'll know that someone sits inside. Put a flag on the back. and they'll see you've got all American pride. Keep your eyes on the ground.
She's over there, over there. He saw her. Look away, look again. Yeah, he saw her. He's sayin' "Whoops!. There's another one down to the middle of the night".
This shall not be just a romantic song,. this is meant as a confession.. I don't know if it's right or wrong,. I believe in my obsession.. There is no justice in love and war,.