That girl, she said I feel used and dead She whispered ?I love you?, pretended I was asleep Deep down, I feel confused, me usual Late nights, soft lights
I've grown so fond of this weekend life, no responsibilities I'm not ready for the real world, wake me up when I'm twenty-three I've grown so fond of
Poor baby, can't get to sleep 'Cause now no one's safe Soul crushed by the TV screen They went and killed your faith You count the scars on the ceiling
I?m not the kind to cry on a dime - Still I?ve had my thoughts I?ve seen movies before - Sat hopeful in the dark I?ve seen books at the store - Sweet
I want to change it now Why must you complain the way you do? So you bitch, now tell me what to do - to do I?ll take my chances anyway [x3] I?ll take
Saturday burned like a star On your bike, go and find your car She left the ring, took the cats And she's never looking back Ain't it time to find your
The doors are slamming upstairs And only quarter to ten I surely don't need the trouble But I've always liked a woman with a bad taste in men You say
Dear son, how?ve you been? I got your card and the bottle of gin What?s new, let me see Seems there?s no love left between your mother and me She gets
I'm not talking about the kind of clothes she wears Look at that stupid girl I'm not talking about the way she combs her hair Look at that stupid girl
People tell him he?s the one, tell him he?s the lucky one Hit the singles bar tonight - Get another piece tonight He takes her home in the morning light
Larry Walters was a man who saw his dream take flight Have you ever been afraid but told you had to fight? We all keep dangerous thoughts contained like
She's in the door breathing hard and fast I swear that girl's gonna drive me mad I said some things that I never should The kind of things that feel
I can still see the moon on the night we met It was shining like the grin of a fool You got into the van, drew all over the roof I don't know why, but
You stupid thing, you meant everything you said The ironies are flying right overhead You risked my trust for the worst sucker bets Your closest friend
Faith, bourbon and dignity Faith, bournon and dignity I've been sold out and didn't even yawn At 22 I would have buried your lawn I pass the time like
Haven't I seen your face before Weren't you down on the kitchen floor Grandma lost her hearing aid Let's go have fun with the maid Wetspots, when I
I read the books in school Books that serve as my country?s tools No mention of our guilty scores The Dresden bombs of the second war When was it that
I've got some time on my hands That time is red I understand I lost the chance to hesitate I deal cards like awful fate All the voices tend to get so