The doctor came in the morning. She held my hand. And asked, "Was it worth it?. Could it be worse than this?". . Please recall, give me a hint. Anything will do.
I'm coming over, but I won't be long. I'm coming over. I'm making a new song. . I pick a car and it's a fifteen minute drive. Rock Classics on the radio.
I never knew this could happen to me. I know now fragility. I know there's people who I haven't told. I know of people who are getting old. . Wish I could speak in just one sweep.
I'm in love with your brother. What's his name?. I thought I'd come by to see him again. . And when you two danced. Oh what a dance. And when you two laughed.
Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer. I caught one of your horns. And even if it rains here. It's much worse in the north. . Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer. I caught one of your horns.
I've got a new story now, it goes like this. I took my hand out of my pocket, up came a fist. It was headline news, one more abuse. I've got to tell it with a fist, it goes like this.
Hear my troubles of life. Can you take me for one last ride. I want to bend my soul again. Thats what we do when we get older. . Bless your troubled mind.
Eyes are sober, this is the plan. I'm sitting in a car heading Neverland. A fancy man, a fancy man. He's pointing with the fingers that are left on his hand.
I'm in love with your brother. What's his name?. I thought I'd come by to see him again. . And when you two danced. Oh what a dance. And when you two laughed.
I've got soul in my bones. Got a home, a dog and a man to call my own. Every month I've got my period. To take care of and to collect in blue tampons.
This is our last goodbye. Now you should be holding me. . Punkrock t-shirt, black cap and tatoo. The first things I noticed about you. . Now you should be holding me.
In the middle of nowhere when we're looking for something. Then we raise our heads for the color red. I am too a spirit and a wonderer. And I welcomed the dew as much as you did.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I've got a new story now and it goes like this. I took my hand out of my pocket up came a fist. It was headline news. One more abuse. I've got to tell it with a fist.
Sharpen my body like a pen. Come on, I need to show it. Something too small for a lens. If I rub it, if I wipe it. . Guiding with one single hand. Nothing's wrong, you like the feeling.
Rumors telling me you are mourning. And you haven't slept for several days. You've been turning inside out, looking for reasons. And your black sorry eyes made you pale.
I heard a puff, I heard a blow. I felt the ground, I felt the snow. I thought of linen and old lace. I never really saw his face. I heard a grunt, I heard a moan.
One night to be confused. One night to speed up truth. We had a promise made. Four hands and then away. . Both under influence. We had divine scent. To know what to say.