Al had the guile and the sideways smile Bad boy and god Beck knew how to push a boy to blush Known as The Fox Tom came out in June to a crowded room
All the fallen angels Roostin? in this place Count back the weeks on worried fingers Virgin mother whats?erface Chorus You don?t need to sleep alone
It?s crawling with idiot I?m itching to leave I?m soft with fatigue I need something I?ve never seen anything quite like you In here Chorus Come on
Lost in a lullaby Side of the road Melt in a memory Slide in a solitude Not ?til I can read by the moon Am I going anywhere Not ?til I can read by the
Flying dream 143 I stretched out my arms And my feet left the floor And how all fifteen (ahem) stone flew to you I don?t know
Grace under pressure Cooling palm across my brow Eyes of an angel Lay me down We still believe in love so fuck you
Don?t put this note by your face on the pillow Don?t put this letter in the pocket near your heart Keep it in the bottom drawer where you hide the sex
Pull the final splinters Of missing picture winters You have to give yourself a break What?s the fascination With lovers at the station You have to
We blew the doors didn?t we? Pissed in their champagne And did a real thing didn?t we? Gave ourselves a name And peeled away the shame I wanted to explode
Stuff was started Things had ends Stuff regarding all my friends Some were married All were fine These are good friends these are mine Chorus I got
Last of the men in hats hops off the coil And a final scene unfolds inside Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow Is a part replayed from a perfect
