Here's a little story that should be told With a whole lotta heart and a little bit of soul Well we're all stuck in dead end jobs But the party's out
Little man got no plan, no strategy Lives on the corner of circumstance and Wellesley Caught in the middle of someone else's fairy tale Sucks it in stumbles
Said we high time for a holiday Turns out I think too much Such precious things don?t go away And I will wait my love Said we good time for a holiday
It was a day like this one When I realised I didnt care About the things by now I should've Had I Could've had It was a day like this one When
So simple, when everything's Incidental And what we has is a rental And what we had was a lie Growing up in the eighties We're playing happy familes
Baby, I see you coming undone I can see you start to wonder Can see it slipping under the rug Complications that are hard to Understand The future
Say o-oh o-oh o-oh in Ohio I'm not the only one in denial Enough is enough You shouldn't let it go Compassion can wait in this state of panic It
You're just too obscure for me Oh and you don't really get Through to me And there's no need For you to talk that way Is there really less special
Well I got the most incredible One shot, the pain is physical I've got an illness, but I was oblivious to it Blue jeans, sweet dreams and parking lots
Take a lesson from this heart As it was broken And I know you're torn apart With what was spoken But only if you could see What is clear and dear
No thank you's necessary Dont need you to compliment me Your roles a cameo Yeah tell us what you think you Know now I just got through, no thanks
Another day slips away and I gotta wonder Lying here in my bed do I even care Everyday seems the same, seems so paint by numbers Early bird catches
All she wants is anything she Cannot have He wants her bad for now is Willing to pretend Both play the ballad of the Broken heart I don't need ya
It was a friday night, and i was feeling right and then by wednesday-day, it felt like i was on my way. any way i chose. i wont be coming home for christmas
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so took that sir T (?) i cut down a tree no ones a possum to me in the summer summer summer time a castrophy thats left up to me last minute packing for
Your not punk, and im telling everyone! save your breath, i never was one you would know what im all about dirty cops and greedy catalac enemies are
There was a time I do recall When pretty girls hung out in Shopping malls The Air Jordan?s I wished I could Afford Looking back these days were
