It's different now I feel that All those looks were just a game You smoked and choked on cigarettes And acted cute and lame and lame Your parting lips
I've got to get arrested To keep you interested And I should have known that I can't Change the world by staring at it My arms have little feeling From
Thirteen miles on 31 are drying All along adopt-a-highway lay the empty cans of masquerade Thirteen miles on 31 are drying The sky is lavender with ivory
She's signing autographs for hours The line are longer when you deal with amateurs I've got some autographs of others But a shirt that smells a little
I turned the volume up this morning Till there was ringing in my ears I haven't felt this good in years Another villain on the cover Of every major magazine
Blushing a cue for her falsities Advantage is my only masterpiece Penny is poison but I don't mind Penny is poison but I don't mind Gardening malice
When my love complained, every word A breath on my last dandelion And so lovers will leave and their tears Souvenirs for the very first time I searched
Swallow this scene, I'm on fire Arms waving, burning higher Impressing you with what I've done But every minute I'm losing one by one Swallow this scene
Turn the cushions over, tonight we're coming over Angry once, we're not so anymore And all that we require is sweep the stage of fliers It was funny once
Boy there was a day, an assortment of rhymes And waving they rode that parade for a while And everybody knew everybody Boy there was a day being lonely
(Brian Vander Ark) another day of deflating your face into tears I shook your mood with the game and a bottle of beer the day I fell off of the wagon
Show is over, close the story book There will be no encore And all the random hands that I have shook Well, they're reaching for the door I watch their
I wish that I could give breath to the women I've created In paragraphs and paragraphs I've written to this date and Set them all upon my desk, choose
My sister had a nursery rhyme, set of figurines She'd often let me play with them I'd set 'em up in different scenes Fifty plastic army men, led by Superman
I'm trying to keep my feet on the ground I'm getting to like this feeling I've found I'm getting to love the thought of having you around And I will never
We are for today We are for the moment We are a crusade But we are invalid 1 a.m. rummaging Stained my hands on her antique 2 a.m. With a reverend girl
And if you want beautiful, pitiful Have me in a picture And if you want make me dance Throw me 'round spin upon your finger Blind labors the blind and
She has faces up in her bedroom And they gaze down on her guarding her slumber A black bead rosary under her pillow And when it thunders she clutches
