And she's so easy in her breathing Why fall in love, when there's no need to? But we do all night Sleep like spoons and forget whom we are She's here
Well, I turned my microwave on and I cooked my chicken ravioli The last ten years of my life I?ve been feeling kind of lonely I don?t do love, I don?t
freeze, don't hang around, long face disease I got a book of poems that's gonna set you free Well it's bad luck and it's a hard luck story And I'm sorry
him up just like calf before a slaughter But he'd had his fill of hollow town And it's enough to make a stupid man think straight Broadway, Broadway And it's
burns the corner of the page that says "The end is coming soon", but not soon enough Restring all your guitars, pack up all your stuff 'Cause if Robert's
Do you wanna mess around? Do you wanna spend the night? I've known both kinds of love But I want to get it right this time I don't wanna settle down
today You're pretty as a penny Rollerskate skinny You're pretty as a penny Rollerskate skinny Rollerskate skinny and the terrible two's Two years in and it's
are all but fixed upon her coffee cup Looking down, she tells you things are looking up Take another slug Heaven, I had a dream Now my life's a nightmare
I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain I love you, lost it's meaning to shipwrecked fools like me The rain is never ending there's no ships
been, I just wanna know where you been I hope you crash your momma's car I hope you pass out in some bar I hope you catch some kinda flu Let's say I
least it's your cage And I may be a bird in a cage But it least it's your cage Maybe maybe you are the only One my heart's desired A bird in the hand
when she named you the winner You are certain of nothing at all Except that it's late but it's not the last call So take her inside she's your borrowed
not such a handsome one In the middle of the meadow, I?m waiting For mother and the other ones I love There?s no good why this came to pass There?s
you can't live your dad's dream Had pretty thin skin to be in the machine Then I found a guitar and the rest's a fanzine Who's to say that's wrong?
Time knows you're done Time as you fall I'm in the middle, letters you've signed In your cursive, cursive style Going down tonight It's different for
There was a fine rain There was a red wine There was a long whistle It was a good sign There was a band playin' Somewhere off-screen There was a girl
One old brown shoe falls in slow motion And the bedsprings hover right above your head As bed springs do, when you're beneath them Someone else just climbed
dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford I'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough It's