Who's in a bad mood, who's in a taxi? Turning the clock back, avoiding a fight with this man he is meeting Stands in the lobby, counting his questions
Drinks aside, it's time we tried to stay somewhere Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, toss it off the roof If it should break, tell me how it sounds
Fresh, fresh when sleeping meant Every other night Falling asleep for the fifth time Early in the morning Falling asleep for the fifth time Early in the
When I'm on will you leave me on? When I'm on will you leave me on? And when I'm down will you let me get under? Take cover, can't hide without a house
Too late today, for the sky to open No living place lay here for the sky to fall no one remembers when the wheel was broken Made a rut so deep, made a
I only wanted what everyone wanted since bras started burning up ribs in the 60's. Favors are flying, faces are falling, all I desire is to never be
Bros before hos disagree on the sidelines. Fight for a fee, the man needs a maid. The maid needs a maid. Bros before hos is a rule, read the guidelines
The Lack of Light Hollow Sea Poison Beaches Limousines Toothless Dentists Cops That Kill My baby's got the lonesome lows don't quite go away overnight
Who deserves a pretty tangle dream Green hillside, hands inside hands I lay before you like unclaimed land You drove your bulldozer over Wrote your name
Hover through the foggy vapours, Until I see you in a dream, Singing animals to sleep... By the way, it's over without you. I'm in the way, I'm in the
Young, thought as I was Thought as I was, thought as I was Done, thought as I was Thought as I was, thought as I was Get, get the line down Get the line
To never open a book, always reading a magazine Outspend, betting if it looks like winning you haven't been Knives don't have your back I wait and I count
First went wrong is hard to find We're paralyzed, we apologize Our hell is a good life Last went wrong, where's my prize under the lights Can we call
I know your ways, so when I tell you "don't get crazy" but the last wall standing's fell, daddy kicked it down. Your little sister's gonna have a baby
You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway Lie on the
Cursed with a love that you can't express It's not for a fuck, or a kiss Rather give the world away than wake up lonely Everywhere in every way I see
melody to her babe everyday Emily Emma-lye, Emma-lea-loa-lay Emily in Emma lies Oh the little lady lays Emily Emma-lye, Emma-lea-loa-lay Emma loves Emily
What a dream I had Pressed in organdy Clothed in crinoline Of smoky burgundy Softer than the rain I wandered empty streets down Past the shop displays