Carry on, you won't miss me when I'm gone Won't hear the phone ring You won't hear me sing Yeah I'm guilty, guilty of everything I'll run away Cause
The nights grow cold I'm growing older Everyday you're gone Is more lonesome than the last one I've spent all this time Without you in my life And you
s all going off without you, Excuse me, too busy you're writing your tragedy, These mishaps, you bubble wrap, when you've no idea what you're like. So
Your kiss, your kiss will be the ultimate Your kiss, your kiss You walked in Indie rock used to be dirty pop Could you be everything; My rise and my
s the only way that I know how to feel Maybe it's a phase Maybe I'll break out of it someday Maybe this is just my twisted fate I always feel like everything
Whenever you go, then i'll be waiting Whenever the loneliness you're hating Whenever you say you wish you never left i say I'll say I told you so I told
: Whenever you go, then i'll be waiting Whenever the loneliness you're hating Whenever you say you wish you never left i say I'll say I told you so I
: Carry on, you won't miss me when I'm gone Won't hear the phone ring You won't hear me sing Yeah I'm guilty, guilty of everything I'll run away Cause
: Your kiss, your kiss will be the ultimate Your kiss, your kiss You walked in Indie rock used to be dirty pop Could you be everything; My rise and
the only way that I know how to feel Maybe it's a phase Maybe I'll break out of it someday Maybe this is just my twisted fate I always feel like everything
: The nights grow cold I'm growing older Everyday you're gone Is more lonesome than the last one I've spent all this time Without you in my life And
: I'm coming apart at the seams Pitching myself into other people's dreams Like buzz, buzz, buzz Doc, there's a hole where something was Doc, there's
them! Damn, we used to dream to have a million Now the family get money like Will and them Accounts rise like we filling them with helium My baby girl
Just Done A Line Heres News I Got For You Too And Heres What I've Saved, Lectures I've Got To Give To Boys Like You. 'You Treat Girls Like Shit You
Chinatown howling at night. Allen baby, why so jaded? Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded? Billy, what a saint they've made you, just like