sábado, 28 de mayo de 2011
I'm ok by myself.
Could this be an arm around my waist?
well, surely the hand contains a knife?
it's been so all of my life
why change now?
"it hasn't!"
now this might surprise you, but
I find I'm ok by myself
and I don't need you
or your morality to save me
no, no, no, no, no
Then came an arm around my shoulder
well surely the hand holds a revolver?
it's been so all of my life
why change now?
"it hasn't!"
now this might disturb you, but
I find I'm ok by myself
and I don't need you
or your benevolence to make sense
After all these years I find I'm ok by myself
and I don't need you
or your homespun philosophy
no, no, no, no
This might make you throw up in your bed:
I'M OK BY MYSELF!
and I don't need you
and I never have, I never have.
martes, 17 de mayo de 2011
Piledriver Waltz.
I etched the face of a stopwatch
on the back of a rain drop
And did a swap for the sand in an hourglass
I heard an unhappy ending,
it sorta sounds like you leaving
I heard the piledriver waltz
It woke me up this morning
You look like you’ve been for breakfast
at the Heartbreak Hotel
And sat in the back booth by the
Pamphlets and the literature on how to lose
Your waitress was miserable and so was your food
If you’re gonna try and walk on water
make sure you wear your comfortable shoes
Mysteries flashing amber go
green when you answer
But the red on the rest
of the questionnaire never changes
I heard the news that you’re plannin’
to shoot me out of a cannon
I heard the piledriver waltz
It woke me up this morning
You look like you’ve been for breakfast
at the Heartbreak Hotel
And sat in the back booth by the
Pamphlets and the literature on how to lose
Your waitress was miserable and so was your food
If you’re gonna try and walk on water make
sure you wear your comfortable shoes
domingo, 1 de mayo de 2011
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