She's so fine. She grows in their minds. . She's so fine. She grows in their minds. Into the light she conquers the world. A moment so wonderful. A diamond so precious.
She loves playin' hard to get, so I just play along. She likes to think she's real tough but I know she ain't that strong. I can see it in her eyes in her heart I know she cares.
Its not much better than death. Giving up on everything. With every cynical breath. The air keeps thickening. The spite will fill our lungs. Till we spit it out proudly.
There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death. He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath. And there he stood surprised and shocked above his tiny frame.
She's cool and she's hot. She's got me thinking bout convertibles and dropping the top going anywhere. And I would with her. She's so smooth, she's hip.
Get it all, get enough. giving in, giving up. . We're children in the wind. letting sorrow win. . Mystify a simple life. amplify a simple fight. we're creatures of the night.
There ain't nothin' that'll rattle your chain. Like the top laid back on a Chevrolet. And the things the midnight makes you say. When you fall in love.
Please tell me why do birds. Sing when you're near me. Sing when you're close to me?. They say that I'm a fool. For loving you deeply. Loving you secretly.
Here I am laid bare at the end of my rope. I've lost all hope, so long. Molly Connolly just broke up with me. Over the revealing nature of the songs. .
She has got the swing, alike in my backyard. She has got the move but she don't go too far. Shock and shiver, quake and quiver. She'll deliver when you're with her, yeah, uh huh.
Laid out, puking in the back of a fancy bar. You and your friends in the front booth. Laughing at my sweet naivety. And its awkward gravity. . Three years, saw the decimation of the world in you.
Well, it seemed to be just a dream. But how is one to know. There was a cat and a man made of tin. There was a chick and an old scarecrow. . I got all shook up, I raised my cup.
I took a life for granted. untill it slipped right through my fingers. although forever parted. . I feel your prescence more than ever. there's no return from where you went.
Am I the only one who's runnin' 'round in Rosie's mind tonight?. Was there a fight?. And could there be another behind that look in Rosie's eyes tonight.
Life is not a spark in space, an episode of Will and Grace,. Controversial yet mundane, Debrah's messing with your brain. Even scientologists know there's more to all of this.
The neon moon was lookin' over her shoulder. She was sippin' wine and tellin' lots of tales. When the bar flies are off the wall. It's hard to stand up straight and tall.
Last night I woke. Lost, scared and soaked. In sweat, I lay in bed. Still falling from a rooftop. . And Im still trying to get. Closer to who I am. Who I am.
Let me guide you through the story of a boy and his curse. Tiny diamond in a stroller with his first step chasing the hearse. Sipping at a cup that's halfway filled.
I never kissed a girl in public. Or even held her hand. You got me walkin' arm and arm. And feelin' like I'm the man. I don't care who is watchin' I can hear somthin' deep down in.
When I was eight years old. Before puberty took hold. I thought I'd end up beside a princess bride. And love was indivisible. . Never mind how my taste reflects.