Give me one more chance, give me one more chance Give me one more chance to love you Give me one more chance, give me one more chance Give me one more
To be lost in the forest, to be cut adrift You've been trying to reach me You bought me a book To be lost in the forest, to be cut adrift I've been paid
After the funeral, breaking cola nuts We sit and reminisce about the past And in her voice, only sadness Her only son taken from her In every headline
A heart of stone, a smoking gun I can give you life, I can take it away A heart of stone, a smoking gun I'm working it out, I'm working Feel so underrated
I rely on (Bitter cold) I depend on (Arctic snow) A pair of trainers (I've got mine) Could make a god of the two of us (I want yours) I exist on (Apropos
If your right hand is causing you pain Cut it off, cut it off If your colors have started to run Let them all run, run away from you There is lightning
Feeding the five thousand was not done with prayers alone It takes blood and guts and it takes devotion So tired of standing up and so tired of drawing
Lord, give me grace and dancing feet And the power to impress Lord, give me grace and dancing feet Let me outshine the moon Is it so wrong to crave recognition
You used to take your watch off before we made love You didn't want to share our time with anyone You used to close your eyes when we kissed goodbye You
It will be hard, my love It will be hard but it can be done My kisses will put out The forest fire I started I will not let, I will not let You get further
And you will say you did it to yourself And you will say you fell down the stairs And you will say you walked into a door And you will say you have two
I took it too far, I took it too far again Cut me down I took it too far, I took it too far again On the Lower East Side I took it too far, I took it
Attention, unbelievers Fashion victims, opportunists Blood sport, cop killer Don't trust art, don't trust culture Cancel your thoughts out forever Milk
I can see it in your eyes now You have come to resent me Condescension in the silence Your fingers are tired, girl How they falter against my thigh Your
Hey North to south Empty Running on Bravado North to south Empty Running on Bravado He's born a liar, he'll die a liar He's born a liar, he'll die
It's so cold in this house Open mouth swallowing us The children staying home from school Will not stop crying And I know that you're busy too, I know
Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey She's hearing voices, call her She's hearing voices, warn her She just can
He said, "You're just as boring as everyone else When you tut and you moan And you squeal and you squelch" He said, "You're just as boring as everyone
