: Oh oh oh oh ... I know I've been cold to you. And I feel that now I've got to be bold to you. That's why I'm saying that: I know I want to be with
: It's hard to imagine It's hard to perceive To find an expression for what it all means All panic and struggle All death and decay It's coming together
: I've found the perfect way to say I love you To paint it into our hearts once for all. It may sound funny like I'm joking it away, But no no no this
: Hold my hand; rest assured, I won't fail you. Calm your heart; I am here right behind you. So wipe your tears oh chosen one. Don't be scared, no need
: I'm sorry Shirley, I guess I must have skipped the date. I'm sorry Shirley, I guess I found another bait. But to be honest all the times we spent
: It?s time to react .to wipe away the dust from the storyboard . Start it up again!. it's time we gave a little more than we reward . Ohoh yeah . It
: You know the pictures we used to paint on the outside. And all the fine songs we used to sing on the outside. But coming in against isn't that bad.
: Slip the glove upon my hand for the ants to soothe the pain of something else. The stings are fading in, not striking me as same, but Indian. Been
: When my tear hits the floor you will know why I've been weeping It will open the door to all the secrets I've been keeping Cause I have gathered all
: I'm a millionaire you queue to be the same I'm the soother to the ones who feel the pain I'm the asshole, I'm the cunt I'm the only one who's really
: Stand up straight and teach your young disciples how to mate The world still loves you Mr. Saturday It seems to be your fate If you take enough your
: So you noticed a smile on my face? I haven't felt like this for one thousand five hundred and fifteen days. I was broken hearted, down, but now I'm
: Waking up Sunday morning feels fine again. To believe what's lying beside me I close my eyes and count to ten. If she says "come" I will follow, cause
: No clouds on the horizon, things are looking good I'll say. So I don't really need this lie I made up for you to stay. But I can't help myself from
: Mummy, I'm not crying I just got something in my eye And mummy, I quit drinking again But I just can't stand theese god damn lies Ooooooh, oooooooh
: What if I came to you in wrecks of clothes Begging for some pleasure Would you frown or would you let go and be torn Oh, between shivery and doubt
: Lying alone doesn't seem to be such a great idea as when you where here. I keep telling myself the grass isn't greener on the other side, still I know
: Were we still kissing when you knew that we were through? Were we still holding hands when you began to see us from another point of view? Tell me