Woorden: Soundtrack Artists. Something Pretty.

Here I am, where I?ve been
I?ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something pretty.
I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose
And too much weight for walking shoes.
I could have died from being boring.
As for loneliness,
She greets me every morning.

At the most I?m a glare,
I?m the hopeless son who?s hardly there.
I?m the open sign that?s always busted.
I?m the friend you need, but can?t be trusted.

At the most I?m a glare,
I?m the hopeless son who?s hardly there.
I?m the open sign that?s always busted.
I?m the friend you need, but can?t be trusted.


Here I am, where I?ve been
I?ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something pretty.

At the most I?m a glare,
I?m the hopeless son who?s hardly there.
I?m the open sign that?s always busted.
I?m the friend you need, but can?t be trusted.

At the most I?m a glare,
I?m the hopeless son who?s hardly there.
I?m the open sign that?s always busted.
I?m the friend you need, but can?t be trusted.