It was all passion misunderstood All passion mislaid I'm on a mission by mistake And I hate it, I lost every friend I ever made But I like it too much
If I walk down this hallway tonight It's too quiet, so I pad through the dark And call you on the phone, push your old numbers And let your house ring
Velvet days you make your little way Pouring rain make that face you make my little day I laugh till my heart drops down deep You break your little freak
Everybody was so pretty there And up and jumping around And easy, it's easy to sleep With idiots and prophets Leaves me wondering, ruby or iridescent
4 p.m. death by mosquito And vitamins V Home and the contrasting squalor A mouth full of vodka This lukewarm catastrophe Is a recipe for rebirth Or so
You know how it feels When the real world encroaches Rubbing elbows with The unemployed and you You're so beautiful, you're so rude Peeling mangoes on
Let the ache out Spread it around You want to fly him in You want him Play a grown up 'Til you grow up If you could you would If you could you would
I like you when I'm in the mood As the crow flies, I go too Silver slivers in your eyes make it worth every lie I've ever told they turn to gold They
Let's back up and act like we're sober Newborn clean Head over heals for a cold blooded creature Limbic somersaults For a toxic thing you sure smell
When he stares It's like he's splittin' hairs I'm a wreck when he's here, I swear Fill a glass up with shiny tacks I'm feeling sharp I am numb I am numb
Well it's sundown in the sinkhole, It's sunrise up on the hill. The thieves are sleeping in hades palm, And they're keeping very still. It's summer in
Nothing like chrome when it shines No better weather to drive If you squint you can see it If you limp you can reach it All I want is spring All I want
Four days in Spain Smoky Spain And I take off again Then I take off again Smiling back The engine is idling and the car Seems to be expanding, weird
Mama's gonna buy him a little lapdog Mama's gonna buy him a little lapdog Mama's gonna buy him a little lapdog Put it in his lap when she goes off Come
Breakfast at the movies Gatorade and blackjack on the bed God bless the ugly Cheap champagne and blackjack on the bed I was born in America, born with
You can come back when you want Just know that I'll be here, I haven't left this step And when the lights go out, I pick the angel up I only have two
Do you have a face I can measure the day by? How alive?
I guess you heard, hell you're so weird Like a spider always here You never stay, hell you're so strange You let me drown in my own wave Well I'm stained
