We always seem so careful we're always so unsure Our past mistakes they make us shaky eyes on the door When do we stop searching for what we're searching
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows that the war is over Everybody knows that the good
ever since I was a little kid I wondered I wondered why people said the things they said I used to lie awake at night in bed why people did the things
Outside in the hall there's a cat fight It's just after midnight, I guess ill be alright I'm laid out on the floor, drunk and poor How much longer, how
Maybe it's just a phase The days and the nights and the nights and the days Of tossing and turning and buring and churning Inside my brain Or, maybe
Feeling the fire under my feet I was a liar, you were a cheat Playing with knives we were cut close to home Close to the bone just so alone Something
lyrics to "help me" are wrong as are most of the ones from free, but i Couldn't let you keep the wrong lyrics to the best concrete blonde song
I hear you're driving someone else's car now She said you came and took your stuff away All the poetry, and the trunk you kept your life in I knew that
There's a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair It's like a moment frozen forever there Mom and dad had a lot of big plans for their little man
Lots of guys Can make me laugh And show me some good time Treat me nice and want me by their side Lots of people Call themselves my friends And that'
If you listen to the ocean And the rhythm of the rain And the rhythm of a heartbeat And it [Incomprehensible] you again And you do not see the color
Once upon a time there was a little girl who wondered "Where am I? How did I get here? who am I?" and looked around with frightened eyes and saw the world
You always said I was a liar but we burn like a house on fire No matter what, you know that to be true And everything you gave to me changed everything
what I feel inside, sometimes is hard to get out. lost in translation what I'm thinking about. the voices inside... I believe when I hear they come from
Happy New Year Happy nowhere Where are you going? Slow, I don't care where Where? Oh, I'll get there I will get there Monday, one step, Tuesday, two
Well, it's a man's, man's Man's, man's world But it wouldn't be nothing Without a woman or a girl Without a woman or a girl Man made the cars To take
This is a man's world, this is a man's world But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl You see, man made the cars, to take us over
I saw a face in the shower door A cowboy smiled, came and faded I reached for my towel on the floor I didn't think it was exactly where I laid it "You