I've got a friend, he's a purebred killing machine He said he's waited his whole damn life for this I knew him well when he was seventeen Now he's a man
Hey, was there something that you wanted to say? I don't know what to do when you look that way Cigarettes and tequila at 6 And the sun going down on
I've got a quarter in my pocket Of an apple left to eat It's a wonder that I'm standing On my own two feet In the shadow of a thousand Veiled Victorian
In the race to get out of this place I am checking my face in the back of a spoon You're accusing, you say I'm not here But I'm here, yes I'm here, I'
Good days, bad days, I've had a few of those, Same old story-I know how this song goes, At least I did, but now I'm not so sure, Nothing's in its place
Oh, this road is long, this road is wide It takes more than luck to last the ride It takes strength and it takes courage to survive And did someone ever
Five o' clock and a fire escape symphony Spilling out across the road and the square And the sky's the same as your own, do you think of me? Do the parks
In a little while people and places Will be so far behind out of my body In a little while I will play aces And raise my glass in an act of defiance
In the back of a car on a road in the dark In the stillicide, silently falling snow I've packed everything that I own in a bag And I'm driving, I'm driving
Years ago, you said to me, "I think I'm losing the fight Or the fight is losing me, I'm not certain" And here we are, the closing scenes and all the house
Love is the one thing to rely on And as long as we all have today, we'll be okay. Six o'clock, so you feed the kids And you pack them off to school Take
Brother won't you look at the sky There's something burning so bright And what it is I can't see But I think it's coming at me. Did you get here in a
Tinkerbell, my winged friend, I think we got it wrong. No fairy tale or happy ending, just prehistoric songs. A crystal in my baby's eyes, I want what
Dear Frustrated Superstar Your mother's waiting in the car To whisk you off to your new premiere And all the friends who knew your name Are waiting,
Well it could have been a Sunday Or it could have been the next day Or it could have been any day at all And it could have been a good day Or a very very
God is good, I never understood All the darkness in his soul. And God made man, the only way he can, But for a heart he left a hole.. And it's killing
Oh the lights here are beautiful Strung like chandeliers in the rain But, in the face of my past misdemeanours I can't go there again.... So come
Oh good Lord above, i'm immune to the love of a good man I go for the suckers, the mean motherf*ckers I can't resist. If I should get bitten. As long
