All we ever think about is sex. Nothing really matters 'cause we're young. Girl I want to party 'till we crash. I ain't got no plans on growin' up. . They try to tell ya.
Build me up Im breaking down,. Im tired of living underground,. Where depression tells me shes the only way.. I have nothing left to lose,. But i have nothing left to choose,.
Theres traffic on the northern line. We say goodbye the final time. Pretend that we meant something more than this. When the memories you left behind.
Ive been down this road 5 times before,. One more lock I fix to my door,. Make sure I dont get hurt no more.. Love her so much, I try too hard,. Sit back, relax, Im just falling apart.
She is addiction, she is my mind,. Running on empty with my partner in crime.. Speakin our gospel and serving our time,. If she wants forgiveness I'm first in the line..
I am the king of conflict. What I want, what I see, never what I need,. I'm like a cat and a mouse,. Throwin stones from a smashed glass house. . Where those freaks don't stop knockin.
Sunset rests on the dirty road,. The clocks stop dead and the sky explodes,. Im bloodshot red, Im feeling fine. Take that gun girl and blow my mind.. .
I want to be your valentine. I want to spike your milk with wine. I want to make the others cry. With your fading shadow. Promise you'll stay awake tonight.
Maybe if I don't move an inch,. The pinchers will go easy,. . Can't circulate or regulate the random bits and pieces,. Is it over,. . Wrapped up tight,.
Why could't you be a little more like some one esla. Sign bathroom walls empty stalls and blue hotels. . I like when you burn me for the bad things that i do to you.
Coming back from surgery,. Coming up on seventeen,. Some kind of plasty or maybe a lobotomy.. . Coming back from surgery,. Coming up on seventeen,. I don't remember how I looked.
Sick i'm walking.. tick. Im talking.. Down the street and Im sick. Of the talk of the trick thats every time we meet. But.. Oh, I dont know why. Oh, I don't know why..
Sick I'm walking. Tick I'm talking. Down the street. and I'm sick of the talk of the trick that's every time we meet but. Oh, I don't know why (oh, i don't know why).
Please don't look at me that way. There's a train that leaves tonight. He's the one who'll look just like you. He's the one who'll take your place.
Little ones. They scream like bunnies. Probably something you. Said about a faceless head. A mirror locked in a room. You wonder what it did. There's a crack in the floor.
Blew the dust off a wooden box. And set it on the piano. Nasty words came from its mouth. The bite marks were to follow. I should have given it away. Now I never dream.
barely a secret. rest in metal. anxiously. do sit and fix it. hope the lock fits. with her key. . Bridge:. and there's just one more thing. to fake before you go.
this time the glove is latex. this time the suit is white. new life has found a place. it's laid eggs in someone's eyes. . Hook:. i want control. even when you don't.
the reasons come around, gotta make it down town,. theres a splinter in the corner of my eye.... the suitcase on the stairs isn't going anywhere. and the cadillac is speeding threw the fair.
i will be broken. oh oh oh. severed i was half down on your floor. like nothing's wrong. when they finally broke down the door. i heard that song. . thought you alays said.