Going going going going going going going going Going going going going going going going gone Still hooked on cellophane, Hanging 'round the mall,
It's hard to remember days Mornings lost in a chronic haze Breath is fast and the trains are slow I barely feel it though All day long I fantasize
got home, i was alone and i counted stars on the ceiling i fell in love with that feeling when i got home, i was alone i counted stars on the ceiling
And even though I told her of the danger She went ahead and did it anyway Ended up in the dark C Train dying Looking pretty on a Saturday Call 911 there
International rock star that would make the day go down easy crucified in my sports car i've got high hopes for things infamously. and then there's love
A punctured bicycle On a hillside desolate Will nature make a man of me yet When in this charming car This charming man Why pamper life's complexities
The bar closes early on the Sabbath day So me and my kid we hit the park to play Then it'd start to rain so we'd walk home again He asked why he was born
True What the man says is true All he's been telling you Paper trails align at evening time We flew In from the Cote D'Azur Wearing our shades
Tomorrows light hurts my eyes Still see me with you Loose lies, Loyal eyes Lovers ment to Be ok while we faid Misbehave Toxic Holiday We were tight,
This is the seventh time and I've got seven reasons And almost every time It ends up in you leaving Just give it one more chance It's all about the trust
Write what you know, keep the story funny Have a happy ending, make the female sexy Sing it for the people, hope they sing along Yeah they're gonna love
the rain fell hard on the roofs that day you telephone from far away I see the ocean from my room all I could say was "are you coming home soon?" the
come around and say you love me hang your heart in lights above me is that too much to ask for? When the night descends upon us take a shower dry your
home, I was alone And I counted stars on the ceiling I fell in love with that feeling When I've got home, I was alone I counted stars on the ceiling
This is the seventh time And I've got seven reasons And almost every time It ends up in you leaving Just give it one more chance It's all about the
And even though I told her of the danger She went ahead and did it anyway Ended up in the dark seat strained diet Looking pretty on a Saturday Call 911
. Well, sooner or later they're going to find me Never, 'cause you see, they're looking for you, right? But nobody's looking for me International rock star
