A fallen angel wakes my sleep. I open my eyes she's all over me. She's so intoxicated. She bites her lip. Unfolds her wings. oh I can't get enough. Love burning me up.
Fall leaves have changed their color. Winter's on its way. I'm lookin' for the sunny part of town. And leaving on, I hear the wicked cold winds call me.
of drunk reverie. saw him escorted out of a mets game. on network t.v.. kept his head in the clouds. with any cheap high he could cull. in his cancered impala.
We figure out the past through photographs. They took while we were young. Even though there's no way out, we'll find one. We're the love-struck ones.
Give it to me one time. . It's been a long time since I've seen you, girl. Takin' time off me. All the boys 'round town. They tell me you just got back in the scene.
What time is it anyway?. Where did everybody go?. I guess I sit here by myself. And have this drink alone. . I'm tired of thinking 'bout the future. I'm sick of living in the past.
Everyone that should has got their dark glasses on. But it's not as warm as I expected. I've paraded your photo through San Mateo. Dreamin' '86 was resurrected.
My, how you have changed. You, silly little man. Now everybody loves you. For reasons they don't understand. . It was all in the name of getting you. The things you knew that you had coming.
I'd like to know what you were thinking. As you dressed and made our bed. Just the cold hard facts dear. You at least owe me that. Did tears so big and heavy.
{Yeah, ha, ha, ha, ha. Oh, it wasn't that bad, was it?. Y'all goin' to his show. Yeah}. . I'm a searching soul. I'm a lonely man walkin' down to the crossroads.
She's the woman I chose to own me. She's the woman I gave the reigns. She picks me up when I'm feelin' lonely. She pays the bills, I can't complain. .
"And folks if you take a look out the right side of the plane. You see a cloud that looks exactly like Badly Drawn Boy". "Oh my God". "Dude". "That really does look just like him".
When the rain is sports arena loud. In the evening of a self-inflicted day. And you're contemplating sides that might collide. The hemlock society and life insurance salesmen.
How I feel is how I feel. How I feel is all alone. I'm in a room of friends dressed like strangers. What I want when I want. I thought I wanted to be free.
Janie got a present late one Christmas day. Immaculate conception one could hardly say. She took her little baby and all her daddy's cash. The guilt stayed forever but the money didn't last.
( Dexy's Midnight Runners cover ). . Poor old Johnny Ray. Sounded sad upon the radio. Moved a million hearts in mono. Our mothers cried. Sang along, who'd blame them.
The hands are folded but the souls out of reach. A veil of sadness is covering me. Unholy thoughts fill the void in my head. If lies we're tears I'd forgive you instead.