I can never place the name with the face I can never place the name with the face Don't touch me, don't touch me up To the tee, by the numbers It's not
It's such a dream-like view from the ceiling where every feeling is a part of he fall. Kneeling out on the front lawn, rise to occasions, grass stains
Jackie you yourself said it best when you said: There's been a break in the continuum. The United States used to be lots of fun, back when the man and
I'm told the eventual down falls are just a bill from the restaurant You told me I could order the moon, babe, Just as long as I shoot what I want What
on. Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets when the curtain calls you, speaking on the themes of stolen virtue missing from the radio (radio). Now this romantic
I wrote the news today in a tent outside the midway rides, and as my money flew, singing to their pockets, you could only know your shame, knowing what
People of earth we have heard your station, sold your song to the United Nations. All on a dare to the heads of state, yeah, what could you do in the
With a map of the endtimes I can follow a straight line to the old Mary Martin Show. Should we go? Since we learned the guitar parts, to the music that
I say my, my slow descent into alcoholism it went to my head, where I really need it with the views that remain untreated I say my, my, my, my slow descent
Always the true one, calm, selective, staking a claim among the young defectives, far off under the nighttime, baby, crawl into the wave. Got to be cool
Oh blast I drank the wrong draft down, two sips from your crown, the drops you left for me, am I so easily appeased? Madrigal, why didn't you come out
First my trusty voice cracked, like it's not plain to see, A sidewalk step defaults on my debt to the order of society. Behold our first rate lady, as
street turns on. Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets when the curtain calls you, speaking on the themes of stolen virtue missing from the radio. Now this romantic
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I can never place the name with the face. Don't touch me, don't touch me up, to the tee, by the numbers. It's not much but I'm going under. Liar, Liar
