Happiness is a warm smoking gun I slowly turn around to face her, to face what I have done I can barely hold open my eyes all I think about is sleeping
Three o' clock on your watch as you stagger out into the street Whisky soaked, you light up a cigarette for the way it feels between your fingers Hold
You look at me now I see your hidden intentions pressed all over the side of your face Anticipation, you can feel it when it's crawling all over your
There's a woman under cover She's a tasty little thing she's a sexy little number And she dances at a midnight show Doesn't do it for the money but the
You were right; I hate to admit it though Yu would tear me into tiny little pieces tonight, tonight It's Friday night, and everybody's looking for you
Oh, do you like it Is it something you see yourself inside It?s borderline attraction baby I think you look better in the neon light This is something
Today the greatest thing happened to me All of my friends came and surrounded me When I get down, you get turned off It's the awkward silence, in the
I think this whole sky was meant for us I can see colors and whites collide Then the good morning will welcome us And wish us into this brand new year
Don't call the authorities oh no They won't believe a word you say It's an alibi on a blank sheet of paper You keep turning and turning it over to the
All you need is love but there is never enough All you need is time but then your time is running up All you need is money, money but there's not enough
And you hold your head, the room where you can't sleep it smothers you, It tears all the skin off of your bones. Fingers cold and thermostats, breaking
In passing glances Take that look up off your pretty face An evening A quiet strange encounter I hope you think about her until the daylight breaks Happy
Please, Please, Please don't forget Try to remember.. Oh, you don't know what you're doing My head starts hurting when you're mouth starts moving I'
How do you know this? Have we been here? Something to show for, when all the light has been taken from our eyes Its a lot like breathing when the oxygen
This hospital feels like home to me, and I don't want to feel that. The doctors look like friends to me, then I pull back their masks. The whole world
With your eyes half closed you look at me And just know that I wont be leaving no matter how tired that I get And these hallways and silhouettes ring
I am writing this like my life depends on it A governor's pardon called in the last second My hands are bound and tied My eyes are open wide I am writing
Pick me up, from the ashes, cause i'm asking you, Tear me in, to these pieces, when i'm seeing you, find me out, from those shadows, we know that wont
