for? (Was there trauma?) Is there anything? (Or a struggle?) Worth waiting for? (Am I missing?) Worth living for? (Or was the body found?) Worth dying for? (It's a
said, "You must be mistaken I'm not foolin', this feelin' is real" She said, "You've gotta be crazy What do you take me for, some kind of easy mark?"
for it But they weren't meant for this Chasin' the ghost of a good thing Haunting yourself as the real thing Is getting away, 'way, 'way, 'way from you again Chasin' the ghost of a
Hey girl, you've got a smart way About you that makes me Wish that I was smart enough for you Hey girl, you've got a fine laugh And I think that I could
will not break) I am fairly agile I can bend and not break Or I can break And take it with a smile And I am so resilient I recover quickly I'll convince
thoughtless execution You're the subject of this exhibition A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver Scalpel, sutured, made whole again These cuts are leaving creases Trace the scars
Morning calls for pain relief A line above the step beneath The worst that you could do And the best that you could hope for Is hardly the best Tepid
Pacific sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here And the night can freeze, before you set it fire And our flares go unnoticed, diminished
I heard that you were home again But you don't look like you're back to me With your focuses changing You gaze is transfixed on a point that I can't often
Carry this picture for luck Kept in a locket, tucked in your collar Close to your chest, make it a secret Shown to the closest friends Meet me at quarter
more Do what you must if that's what you wish I can't be a party to this If you had the sense that you were born with You'd find a way to make things
drawn out these lines Are you protected from trying times? Man, it takes a silly girl to lie About the dreams she has Lord it takes a lonely one To wish
more Do what you must if that's what you wish, I can't be a pardon to this you have a sense that you were born with You'll find a way to make things
: Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts they race, from
: Carry this picture for luck kept in a locket tucked in your coller close to your chest make it a secret shown to the closest friends and meet me at
will not break) I am fairly agile I can bend and not break Or I can break and take it with a smile And I am so resilient I recover quickly I'll
: Morning calls for pain relief A line above the step beneath The worst that you could do And the best that you could hope for Is hardly the best
looking for (is there any news) worth loving for (is there any word) worth lying for (is there trauma) is there anything (or a struggle) worth waiting for (am i missing