I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlourdrinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so finedon't think you knew you were in this song
Am I the reason you breatheOr am I the reason you cry?
But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,If I am dead, as dead I well may be,You'll come and find the place where I am lying,And kneel and say Ave there for me,And I shall hear, though soft you...
Cause when I hear your name I can not stop cheesing I love you so much that my heart stops beating when you're leaving And I'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding Life without you has no goddamn mea...
I feel something so right, doing the wrong thing.
I heard the voice of that bird, son of Polypas, whose piercing outcryand whose arrival announces to men the season when fieldsare plowed, and the voice of her broke the heart that darkens within me,si...
They said they respect me, which means, their judgment is crazy.
It's so shameful of me: I like you.
Don't leave it all unsaid,somewhere in the wasteland of your head.
We decided to leave early, you wouldn't want to be there in the end, when the lights came on. You'd never sit down in here again. In a depressing shuffle we pushed to the door, now it was good to get...
Well I'm finding it harderto be a gentleman every dayAll the manners that I've been taughthave slowly died awayBut if I held the door open for youIt wouldn't make your day.
If we climb this high I swear we'll never die.
You choke my throatWith words of wonderYou make it hard to breatheYour love's so coldJust like an arrowPierced through my skin I bleed
The king of the jailhouse and the queen of the road think sharing the burden will lighten the load.
Life's just a cocktail party - on the street.
The myriad choices of his fateSet themselves out upon a plateFor him to chooseWhat had he to lose
If tears were liquor, I'd have drunk myself sick.
I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.
What have they done to the earth?What have they done to our fair sister?Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit herStuck her with knives in the side of the dawnAnd tied her with fences and dragge...
Good lyrics always drown me with them till they cease to flow.