to remind me Just the memory of your face So take a look at me now And there's just an empty space And you coming back to me is against the odds And
me. A sunny day then a starry night work a day job from eight to noon. Try to overcome the things up against me. She's all that keeps me going, she'
never be? Ideals turn to resentment, open minds close up with cynicism. I've got no judgement for you. Come on and ache with me. Through bar rooms,
like them, I'm not so sure This is the best summer that I've ever had European Vacation, me and my best friends Americans abroad! Americans abroad!
'll take your heart put some faith in ideals. The bank line will all turn around and rent will pay itself. You can sleep tonight, little boys in sweat-shops will again
found dead in a dumpster shot by her mother, her eulogy, the sound of construction through head-to-head traffic today is just another day and me
All's quiet, except for this song. So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone. And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing
the eight-hour day And held hands in the streets of Seattle, But when it came time to throw bricks Through that Starbucks window, You left me all alone
God, what a mess On the ladder of success Where you take one step And miss the whole first rung Dreams unfulfilled Graduate unskilled It beats pickin
am numbing myself completely. Can you hear me right now? I watched your mother bury you today, with tears in her eyes. It wasn't her words that shook me
it from the distance? Does it look ridiculous? I guess that's just what I have to live with. Still I have a mind to think, Knees to break, You standing beside me
Every day has a beginning and ending, just like every life has a start and finish. July is gone like the gasoline it took to make the circle again. Florida
angles. Too many factors to cover. Waiting for signal. You're searching for network. You have to fight to stay in control of the situation. Anxiety, Anxiety you give me
other men 'cause there were other women. This just isn't love, it's the remorse of a loss of a feeling, Even if I stayed, things just wouldn't be the same. Me
lost their faces; My friends and family, Memories of all we had And the times we should have lived, And tomorrow America just might fall apart. Tomorrow, tell me
illusions behind. Leave the chains of childhood in the past. Destroying the ideas the imprison the mind. Burning Bridges never to indulge in self-deceit again
their sights on me and its not just paranoia that makes me think this way. I know they got their plan for me. I know they got a grave for me. They want me
cause there were other women. this just isn't love it's just the remorse of a loss of a feeling even if i stayed it just wouldn't be the same. me