Who's gonna tell you when,. It's too late,. Who's gonna tell you things,. Aren't so great.. . You cant go on, thinkin',. Nothings' wrong, but bye,. Who's gonna drive you home,.
can I touch you, are you out of touch. I guess I never noticed that much. geranium lover, I'm live on your wire. oo come and take me whoever you are. .
Yes. . I know what you like best. Yes. Yes. . Yes I get the feeling that. You're tired of all my moody ways. I'm tired of living moody days. Yes. . One more breath and I will become.
While You're Away. . I've got plans to take you down. Privately we'll make a time. Taking notes and making charts. One machine to map the heart. . Silver lining in your mind.
Candy-O, I need you. Sunday dress, ruby ring. Candy-O, I need you so. could you help me in?. . purple hum, assorted cards. razor lights you'll bring. and all to prove you're on the move.
Time To Go To Sleep. . Time to go to sleep. Just lay back (just lay back). And relax. . Time to close your eyes. Just lay back (just lay back). And relax.
I can't feel this way much longer. expecting to survive. with all these hidden innuendoes. just waiting to arrive. it's such a wavy midnight. and you slip into insane.
you're always dancing down the street. with your suede blue eyes. and every new boy that you meet. he doesn't know the real surprise. . (here she comes again).
This Is More. . ( About Last Night EP ). . This is all I remember. One night's dating back through December. . Golden moon in your eyes. I'm under water.
The Beginning Of The End. . ( New Buffalo EP ). . You got me thinking about the end.. Giving up making changes and starting again.. You with your eyes open when you're sleepwalking..
If I ever catch your red hand. Talking shit on my friends again. I will institute my revenge. It is cold and sweet. . Lack of faith may be the final straw.
Stay Here While You're Gone. . ( New Buffalo EP ). . Completely unbroken. Away for a while. In a love that I was so dependent. On your belief. Such a seperate religion now.
Your ghost is haunting the alleyways. Pacing the tracks where you tread. Seeking the solace of sleep. Maybe you don't know you're dead. . Witness the worst of your history.
Recovery. . Time for beer. Checkered cheer. Now you're here. I can see so clearly. No more question marks. Sympathy cards. It's in the stars. Troubled times are clearing.
All my life Ive been waiting. It gets older, its over me. Id speak but it fails me. So the dike in the dam stops the leak. . Maybe its me and Im venting.
On Sunday. . Director gets in. And changes the lighting. Shooting the scene they begin. Four minutes on. The romance is blooming. Preparing the costume she grins.
Baby, I see you've made yourself all sick again. Didn't I do a good job of pretend?. Baby, you're saying that the victim doesn't want it to end. Good, I get to dress up and play the assassin again.
No Party. . Ohhh, ahhh.... . Caught me in a rush. I hate myself for this. Longing to lay down beside you. And tell you how it is. My scarf is folded clean.
Timmy is only ten years old,. made his mind up long ago,. i won't grow to be old,. eleven will suit me fine.. So he stopped eating peas,. stopped eating broccoli,.
i care if you're killing the same four chords. try 'em outta key in a minor key. and the socialist card doesn't open doors. reminding me that anarchy....