And where was your heart When you needed it most? Hand in hand with your innocence Gave up the ghost No comfort of beds Or the softness of sheets Just
I'm lost again and I'm on the run Looking for love in a sad song With your avenger eyes and your catlike ways I can hold you You are a fool for me to
Numbers Who's the person that you woke up next to today? If you were any older Then you'd know you'd have to pay your way Well maybe you do already But
I'll do anything, anything at all Just throw a little cash in my direction I'll sing anything from rock to music hall Just for a morsel of your attention
Why don't I just give up And do myself a favor? My life is slowly turning gray And losing all its flavor Everything the same Again and again and again
Oh I would believe that she's a real diva As she tugs at the reins Of a hundred Chihuahuas She'll live a few years But she'll have some adventures Then
Do you want me to Get down on my knees Beg you baby, please Cry a million tears Do you want me to Call you on the phone Beg you to come home Think of
Dishonesty breeds like poison in an unhealed wound Multiply, tell a little lie to pull the wool over God's little eye Before he makes up his mind and
Always the dreamer But never the dead You had a rocky road mapped out somewhere in your head Anyone in your way Was a spike in your side With one
A lover spurned A lesson learned On love you've got Your fingers burnt She'd bitter tears Now love has turned The sweet revenge Of a lover spurned A
Searching through the memory books Of photographs your lovers took Why play the game of place the pain When you end up feeling just the same Anyway...
Waking from his eyes ...... He's just a child we'll have to try I was just kidding all the time How can I have really died And why am I dancing, dancing
Today I awoke With a scream in my throat The reminders of you On the sheets The print of a torso Is this far as I know That feverish hello Another night
Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice Misery, complaints, self pity, injustice Chips on my shoulder, chips
Fr-fr-fr-frustration Frustration Frustration I have life, ordinary wife I have a car, a favorite bar I have job, a moderate wage I get the pains that
Trying to please all these people around me Is trying to reach for the moon (The moon) I see their faces looking so empty saying I hope that they'll finish
She slips in and out of her dull imagination That floats around the twilight of her tomb Clutching her little treasures That represent a happy moment
Oh, love to love you baby, oh, love to love you baby Oh, love to love you baby, oh, love to love you baby Oh, love to love you baby, oh, love to love