Well I tripped and I fell. into a hole I know so well. and I don't think i'll be. leaving for awhile. . and this lump beneath my skin. is the home I let you in.
The Dark-Butch Walker. My favorite bike, doesn't have a name. I'm just riding; not running away. Heat from the engine, digging in my thigh. Into the dark, with my father at my side.
As she woke up for the final injection. The sickness was hard. When there was no one around. And it spread to her hands. And it spread to her legs. And they felt like the mud from the pond on the ground.
Well I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls. To find myself a few more just like me. The options pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall.
I opened up a can of worms. I could see myself hanging onto.. It's gonna sting, it's gonna burn. I can't win either way.. . And over time I will just find a way to lose you after all.
You got lost, For a while.. You've been trying to find a smile.. You got stood up, then you fell down,. and when you needed, there was no one around..
You got lost, For a while.. You've been trying to find a smile.. You got stood up, then you fell down,. and when you needed, there was no one around..
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I thought of you, did you think of me. I guess we'll wind up running down your street. Twenty points for me. I see that bandage lying under your sheets.
Seasons change and I have found you. Looks like you've been here a long time. Looks like you're here to stay. And I reason that that's okay. . When though, when will you be leaving?.
These things crawl across my floor. I can't use them anymore. There's a heaven in her band. Alleluias in my hand. . All my patience love's inside. She just climbed the stage and died.
I would walk the plank. I would die with my boots on. Like all good cowboys do. And you could find the treasure on your shore. Star spangled winter night.
I never thought that life would - carry on this way. Growing up outside of - Baltimore/DC. . But as the sun goes down. I put my kids to sleep. I wonder if they hear their.
-I tried love and marriage, and happy parents. And B.I. Hospital rooms. I've got sticky fingers, and parking meters. And amblyopia too. -Love was touching elbows.
Walked home in the rain today. Took the subway train today. Went to my room, listened to Billie Holiday. Stared down to Broadway. . Took the bus home today.
Bags of paper. Drugs and letters. His navy medals. But she knows better. . Pictures of boyfriends. Pictures of dream ends. Take some time now. Make trouble for ya.
Bell, book and candle. Murder and greed. These are the things. That bring your love to me. . How sweet the sentence?. How sweet the lips?. How do you expect.
Breathless from the coffee, I drop my newspaper down. Left my eyeballs to read about some other town. Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice.
Sister can you hear me now. The ringing in your ears. I'm down on the ground. My luck's been dry for years. . I'm lost in the dark. And I feel like a dinosaur.