: Darling, I'm afraid to close my eyes when I'm going to bed I'm afraid you'll crack the phone down over my head Why are all American girls so rough
: Suddenly our shortcomings Don't seem to matter that much Your IQ is 20 points low And I'm no Six Foot Hot Look All American Man Sad to say I pushed
: I'm so tall, can't get over me I'm so low, can't get under me I must be all these things For I just threw out the love of my dreams He is in my eyes
: Just two good old boys (everyone now, c'mon), never meaning no harm Beats all you never saw, been in trouble with the law Since the day they was born
: Raise the window Its getting hot in here All these breathers And all of these suckers Shake my hand now Pleased to meet you but Skin is pretty But
: Jamie, what you doing now? What you doing now girl? Please, please tell me Cos I need to know, I need to know now When I was down, you came to me And
: Always... Sing your love to me softly Sweetly turn the pages on always In the night I was born Lived a new summer morn Always Sing your love Come
: I wanna know What were you doing with my friend? Out in the eve Deep in the shaded glim I saw you, Lying with him, down in the snow, Letting him do
: My best friends are gone, fallen way beyond And they left me here with no one by my side How can I get by? With no one to try and pick me back up when
: sometimes i wanna pack it all up, get on a bus and move to vermont or maine, or any of those states back east that i remember sometimes i wanna go
: Back at Wilson High I had two best friends They lived down the block Where Eagle Court bends One, she cared for my bones Fed me ice cream cones One
: Amy Moore blew her top Stole a car, shot a cop Sped away 2000 miles Didn't stop until she hit New Orleans But that's alright There's just one thing
: Every time that I turn around I just see the same old thing Beg to try and to bring me back To the place I couldn't keep But I'm an asshole Storm
: Aaah O girl, you look sad Burnt out and half gone mad Still filling up the place With tears on your face Freaked out and scared to move You don't
: Simple stages in my mind Now I'm running out of time. I'm wanting to... I wanna do you Taking stock of feelings stored Running circles overboard I
: Leave me alone, I won't pick up the phone, And I won't listen to messages Sent by someone who calls up and says I don't like how you're living my
: something is different, something has changed you brought me your letters, they?re not the same Prodigy lover, play the keyboards drowning that music
: That's alright That's Ok I'll keep holding on today 'Cause I'm waiting for the starlight in your eyes No more faith No more hope All that I can do
