Put your faith in me my friends. That one day I'll find a way. To give all the things that you've given to me back. . Well, put your foot down my brother.
Long night, last call. Bloodshot eyes from some drinks too tall. I breathe in deep and I swear to God. I'll die if I go home alone tonight. . I raise my head slow.
I'm made up of instincts. None of which are too keen. But I get by with these high cheek bones. Little faith in people for a higher being. . I'm a man with desires.
I've a picture of you, a Parisian street. Early morning, late spring. I know what you were thinking. . You were taking a break from life. You were traveling light.
Please forgive my need to ramble,. Got the highway in my bones,. Give no hope to a voice of reason,. I'll be runnin till I die.. . Won't be late I won't be home,.
One of these days I'll make some money. And buy myself those things that I want. Acrylic paints, acoustic guitar strings. A new bicycle seat. I might ride over to your house each night.
I dont know what youre lookin' for. But I do know that you wont find it at the rainbow. So you might as well stay home. . I dont care what youre looking for.
I been a diggin' all day. I be diggin' all day. In the stinkin' heat. Yes, the stinkin' heat. Been takin' my blood and bone.
Go on, get out of here. You've got everything you've been came for. Warm arms, a warm bed to fall into. When you can't get what you did out of your head.
Well leave at dusk with only that which we can carry. Whatevers left gets burned or buried. for if by chance we return. Well leave a note. To Whom It May Concern:.
Let's just forget, everything said. Everything we did. Best friends, better halves. Goodbyes and the other night. When we realized. . We were falling out of love.
You go and I'll stay. Why would I put clothes on to see. Some guy you like more than me?. But you should go and I'll be okay. . I promised myself. I'd finally start that book I've been meaning to read.
Over time of day the price of choices walking out the door. find some way the fastest road home to you a stranger. talks in some guitar leon but my mind left today.
I eat with these crooked teeth. Tomato soup and grilled cheese. But you already know that. 'Cause you're used to dine with me. . I listen to my same old CD's.
I'm on the floor honey,. And broken glass and I,. I dont like the view anymore,. I find my feet returning,. To pick and dreams and I,. Know I can't do it all alone,.
I'm not going anywhere tonight. Because of something said. I know, I know, it was meant well. It still hurt like hell. . Its okay, it's alright. It's just that I'm a little tired of fading interest.
I woke up today and felt my age. For the first time in both my mind and body. And my thoughts are less of fitting in and more of being a better man. And my overbite is getting worst and my whole fucking face hurts.
I've good friends with bad habits. what am I to do?. literary romantics. they fuck like Wilde. and indulge like Hemingway. . I've good friends with bad habits.