To your common sense firm arguments I won't listen to your voice of reason, trying to change my mind I mind my feelings and not your words, didn't you
If you were looking for a way to make me mad It was a sure fire way you found, acting like a half wit fool Laying your money around, well, I came back
Have a cup of tea to pass the time It doesn't pass enough so I have nine And everything to do is done for you And there is nothing left for me outside
One lonely night at this drive-in And now i know what a fool i've been She was to meet me, we had a date A date at seven, i dreamed of heaven Now
Retour a moi mA?me: Come back straight to me: je suis tant preoccupA?e de toi. I'm so worried about you. Speak, understand, mon amour, my love..
I was wrong, I take it back Now can we get along? Give up the slack You know it all could be much easier But I'm still traveling, I'm still traveling
Every midnight we sit at the coffee table and we share a cup of tea He stays up with me and we discuss things Most of the time he just listens Other times
Hot steam rising from the door, by the tar road. Crawdads kicking in the dirt. Serious cleavage in pink motels. (The) preacher's emptying his bucket
Remember that girl Who changed your world some time ago A butterfly soul you tried to chase But eventually let go An in betweener would possibly beat
Here we sit like we have many times Familiar feeling Hear the change of thousands pouring in Yeah, dealers, bosses, white and black There's eyes that
adriana you never saw it coming no time to think, much less react to the knife in your back go burn a hole in the world , start walking i'll be the one
this is not right, the shallow sight of the dutiful i love them all 'cause they're so ugly and beautiful it's clear for me to see that you were made for
just like a bolt of chewing gum come from out of the blue you said you wouldn't come outside until the bum had passed through i try to be a better man
why don't you help me fill in the empty spaces 'cause hope is full of holes and you know we've got to replace this but i know you disguise your sadness
i know i said it, i don't regret it "i wish that you would give me some credit" i'd go again if i could, i said it's not original to be hard it's never
my head hurts, it always hurts when i'm crowded like a brainless little piggy in an abetoire but can you really blame them for thinking and come the daylight
would you expect any less from the people at the top? for the beats, beats that go with losing any war, taking lives in their hands, stringing all the
Lashing out At frustration Swing harder, swing harder Swing harder Is that the best you can do? Swing harder, swing harder Swing harder Is that the