So hard to believe what you're looking for. . You cry again. To save yourself. But you could. Never understand their pain. . It's all a game. You play yourself.
Got a tape loop running through my head. Got the same sad story in my bed. Got an answer for whatever you just said. And I'd rather be anywhere else instead.
I can't help it if I was. Hey, if I wasn't born with a. Cool name like Dicky. Alright, my name is Dicky Barrett. From Boston, Massachusetts. . With me tonight is a warm-hearted human being.
I tried my best to let you know. That I'm not trying to test you. It's just so hard to let you go. When I have nothing against you. . Save your breath this time.
this isn't about you or the life. she's lead through you. just every passing day leaves me wondering. what is really true. expecting to find you sleeping.
Shortly after Evelyn. Was doused with gasoline. And just a few miles off the avenue,. A lighter flashed into a puff of smoke.. For thirty years Walter worked right there,.
Everyone's just looking for. a reason to go on. But every time I turn around. I feel that you are gone. . And I know from my mistake before. I should have seen the truth.
I've got a dollar that I want to save. Safe in my pocket, I'll try to hold fast. Hey, it might be my last. . I know what I've got folded safe in its spot.
I know my role. And I know where I stand. And I know who I am. I know you won't understand. . I've seen this one before. Everything starts out with feeling.
It's what you want. It's your amphetamine. Another night you're settling. For comfort in your bed. . The more you fill. The more you're empty. You're never what you should be.
(Dicky Barrett/Joe Gittleman/Bosstones). . Down the street, around the corner,. over the bridge, that dirty water,. College campus, mighty minds. A reactor right behind.
It's gripping, I'm ripping. I haven't just been sipping. Stressing, no messing. Will I ever learn my lesson?. . I'm always amazed by what can take place.
You dream to waste too long, been counting on those you knew as friends. Just. to see them turn and plot and fall before you. The sacrifice of life for them.
They made something, they played something. Brand new a baby blue machine. Brass tacks, duct tape for the great escape. Packed in there like sardines.
she's rising. and i'm sinking. i'm losing sleep. she's resting. sound in bed with such variety. i'm driving. and she's finding. that she'll survive. when i'm long gone.
I'm sprawled out on the floor for you. My head's been tossed in a direction or two. I'm trying to crawl out of this hole you pushed me into. And you can ask me what I'd like you to do?.
i've heard advice that anger soon subsides. and you go on with your life. and gain new insight. but inside i'm thinking that just wont suffice. cause i'm sure i'd like to take it back.
So what's the plan,. another bore fest.. Will we all lie and say it was the best,. Cuz everyone's got their how-to book. telling them just how to look the same,.
I've been wandering picking up the scraps. I've been wondering who has got my back. With all these friends around the weather must be fair. Before the worm had turned I couldn't find them anywhere.
This time I think it could be perfect. But you're pushing away. I came here today with a purpose. Should I try or just let it go?. 'cause these things I'd like to ask you.