As I wake. I open my eyes. I find, I realize. My drive was so far but close enough to go. . Compelled by someone or something. Who knows the real me?.
Pack our bags, our car and head out for the west coast. As the seconds chase the minutes your body fades into a ghost. And the temperature is dropping as we cross over state lines.
I was walking down your street today. As the rain fell down on me. There's nothing left for me to say. But there's a part of you in me. . You're standing inside my heart.
Oh my God, We're at it again. You suck times 10. I'd rather bite down on tin foil. My God you make my blood boil. . Tell me this, Tell me that. I've heard it before.
Say what. Say what. Say what. . You got me confused. We don't even talk. You know we can't keep on distancing.
No one got it right, no one got it wrong. Live outside your head, live inside a song. Oh love those long lost weekdays spilling over me. And your outlines are all I can see.
On and on and on and on and on and on. Like you even know what's going on. Into this world that I'm drawn. They'll kill you before you're born. They'll pawn your soul to be number one.
A problem, becomes a problem. When you let down your friends. When you let down the people. When you let down yourself. Ohh, ooo, ooo, oo. And only fools, vultures and undertakers.
Seems impossible to make this right. I'm so tired of all these sleepless nights. Don't you try to tell me that there's not enough to go around. It's a big ol' world, come on now.
Just give me something I can understand. Put the memory down in my hand. One more look before you go. From those sad eyes that follow me. . I went to work, left you alone.
I named my pager, isn't that cute?. You should too. So what's your pagers name? I'm waiting. . People give me a hard time 'cos I have a wooden ass. That's why there's only sandpaper in the bathroom.
Way down south in Dixie,. Break the heart of me.. They hung my black young lover,. To a crossroads tree.. . Way down south in Dixie,. Bruised body high in the air,.
I have always deemed myself a good soul, treating everyone. Just the way I want to be treated myself,. Talking all my demons into being good,. So how come you now are wishing me to hell?.
Oh spirit of soul. One lie too many. Nothing matters anymore. Who would have chosen this way. It's not as if we've paid for any sin. But can there be a space for true love within.
I should have known there'd be trouble. When you and I had to part. But it ain't my fault that you're still in my heart. I should have realized no matter what you do.
You know the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes. I said the girl you love she don't treat you right sometimes. Well that's the stuff you gotta watch 'cause your girl's telling you lies.
(A. P. Carter). . Well, the single girl, yeah, the single girl. The single girl, she always dresses so fine. She dresses so fine. She always dresses so fine.
You're not as quiet as I thought. You think I'm listening. But I'm not concerned with what you learned from your best friend today. I'd love to stand here and practice being fake.
She is overrated. She is overrated. . Saturday: she's going out tonight. It's your turn to be Mr. Right, right now. And she'll get breaking your heart down to an art.
Some said, it's nothing but a story. Some swore, it's all just old man's fairy tales. Beware, she's come to claim her glory. Here comes the stormchild.