I met a little girl in Knoxville, a town we all know well. And every Sunday evening out in her home I'd dwell. We went to take an evening walk, about a mile from town.
Stop telling me stuff. Quit asking me shit. Can't you see. I'm watchin' the game. . I've had about enough. I'm goin to pitch a fit. If the Cardinals lose.
I dont wanna say. If it goes away. And I dont wanna try. You dont have to lie. . And I dont think I said. What I should have said. I never caught you out.
If I play the game. And I win the fame. Will I be the man. I dreamed of And if. I woo the crowd. And their screams are loud. Is it really me that they love.
My britches got all tight the first time that we met. Not only were you beautiful your mind seemed to be set. On making me real happy and letting me be free.
Yeah I'll tell you something. I think you'll understand. When I'll say that something. I want to hold your hand. I want to hold your hand. I want to hold your hand.
Lanterns in view. Warm breath is thin. Stems of light. In the cold, in the cold still of night. . Careless as any hidden spark. Spreads quickly to the darkest places.
Give us vision, and quick decision,. to help us see the light.. Spouting drivel, to stupid people,. still learning wrong from right.. . Behave yourself..
Christopher Robin and I walked along. Under branches lit up by the moon. Posing our questions to owl and eeyore. As our days disappeared all too soon.
tough, you think you got the stuff. you're telling me and anyone. you're hard enough. . you don't have to put up a fight. you don't always have to be right.
Here are the proper lyrics, Im pretty sure:. . Tell me again,. Yeah I'm losing you.. Caught snagged in a line,. You're not coming through.. . What was it like that night?.
Staring off into space smoking more than I should. Staying out of the race hiding from the neighbourhood. Looking out through the cracks catching glimpses of life.
Caught on a tongue that can never speak. Empty threats that scratch your cheek. Tattooed on in crimson red. Velvet bruise beneath this head. . Offer up another limb.
You're one of those horrible bitches. That eats whatever is in your way. You don't even own a pair of britches. That didn't come out of someone's pay.
Caught by the light aware but asleep. Never as close as the friends that you keep. Drifting away on one final breath. The further you climb, calm silhouette.
You don't need a reason. For I know that what I've done is wrong. No one there to warn you. About the way that our moment's gone. . Yeah, it's the same.
Big ideas. For the first time in my life I have seen. The relevance of love. When you don't have much. When it's what you need. . And I have big ideas.
You said you want it all but,. What you got,. You just talk, talk all you do is talk,. . I see your supistitions,. Running around in your mind,. And you talk, talk, all you do is talk..
Throw yourself in front of this,. before it goes to long.. Ask the questions that you want,. when they all seem wrong. Because. . I saw you first drift right by..
Oh I have a lot to say. What's taking my time away. I miss you and things weren't the same. Cause everything inside never comes out right. And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.