I want you, try to forget her In your heart you know that she'll never love you, love you, love you I want you, try to forget her She won't call or write
I believe in mistakes and accidents That the nature of life is chaos and confusion That man's rules of law and order may not stand I should be and be
Make me fumble Make me fall Make my heart stop and start To tremble uncontrollably Let my eyes see fear make desire Keep those who long apart Forbid the
Say I have known some Less than I should Say I have known some Too well for my own good Say I?m a saint of mercy Say I?m a whore I?ve been a lot of things
You can close your eyes And see a picture perfect life Inside of your mind Dreaming only of the days ahead Wanted and wished for more than now Or the
Some say you?re crazy Say that you?re no good Say your family?s cursed with bad blood But I think you?re cute and misunderstood And I wouldn?t change
For you It?s all in a day One day in a life It?s all in the one word The one word is goodbye For me It?s all in what you say Though you?ve tried to be
Almost got what I want Almost found what I lost Almost saved you and myself Almost won but it doesn?t count And never does Never does One green light
No picnic no barbecue out in the back A yard for parked cars left to rot and forget For chained-up mad dogs for garbage to sit Get lost get lost a part
When all my hopes and dreams Have been betrayed I stand before you My hands are empty I am yours If you are mine When I fall and stumble Flat on my
Cold wind blows Shivers loose Hard rain To my skin soaked through So over in love with you I don't even care Sky turns grey Black and blue Fall on me
You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Anyplace is better Starting from zero got
If you wait for me then I'll come for you Although I've traveled far I always hold a place for you in my heart If you think of me If you miss me once
I want to wake up and know where I'm going Say I'm ready Say I'm ready I want to go where the rivers are overflowing and I'll be ready I'll be ready
Your wants desires Needs and wishes Will be duly noted Processed filed and cataloged Labeled and encoded Turned into sitcom dialog And advertising slogans
Song for little man What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain't place to run to Ain't no place to run to When he hold it
There is fiction in the space between The lines on your page of memories Write it down but it doesn't mean You're not just telling stories There is fiction
All you folks think you own my life But you never made any sacrifice Demons they are on my trail I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell I look