Do you belong to a song? Does it drag you along by the tongue at the top of your lungs? Are you drunk? Have you been drinking? Do you below the overpass
Mark said he could hold his own head up and share his mind with the peeling paint on the bedroom wall. One step ahead of the pack of Marlboro. Still,
Trade your demise for mine A tissue for a cigarette I'll miss you when you're gone I'll mourn you still I'll kill you yet My eyes are dry My eyes are
Eternity, eternity, it's the pay check away So chase your tail, chase that tale The American tale, apathy, complacency In our every, cheers for thee,
Wrap you up in a coat of cobwebs, tactile little heart of tacks, the more you lick, the more I chap, You've a head like a postcard rack. So try this
We were steamin' at the seams and the scene seemed like in dreams Pressed close behind the tinted glass as the cop's headlights scrolled past "I can't
wake up and waste a day chase away a day at a time and waste away clean-faced today clean taste today toothpaste makes my orange juice sour waste an hour
Of a face full of words you'd think a few would be right (right) and with a few tips of courage you'd think my lips less tight (right) shattered passenger
If you're like me, then you know me oh, you know me, yeah, you know me. [x2] Paid rent 4 weeks delayed. Fucked up in a 3-point turn can't give two shits
Every dawn gets its day like Every frown gets her way like Every step to the daylight keeps you stumbling on Every backward blackbird Standing out through
Conversations with my bathroom mirror are never the same as when you're standing here I'm chickenshit out on a brave frontier, that teenage wasteland
Echo... Come, come skinny Come, come Come bring a trend And come nearly naked Come hungry Come shaking Come faking A perfect grin Now that's a face A
She's got a lot of issues Like a good magazine The kind you'd find under my bed If you know what I mean 'Cause Mother would trip if she saw the way that
Chain me free Lose the key, right now She was from my home town, I'd never met her Ditched her boyfriends 'cause I was better She showed me pictures
If you ever go down to Huntington, there is a girl there that is named Eryn. She's got ADD, but isn't bored with me. At least not yet, she said. With
I'm just a dog-eared paged you turn back to. Where's the place for me When we're both in love with you? I can't escape these friends I've made since
Do me a favor, would you please hang up the receiver on me before I, before I talk my vocabulary dry. [Chorus:] Cold colas to coexist hold sodas in both
The tension in this room could kill us all We're tearing down these walls And all the things that keep us trapt inside I think it's starting to sink in