: Mary Pickford used to eat roses Thought that they?d make her beautiful and they did, One supposes. Douglas Fairbanks, he was so handsome, He wore
: Every night we fall into bed, But it?s all in my head. Every night we fall in a heap, And you kiss me to sleep. And baby all the sleepy things you
: They say the world must end somehow, They say the end's not far from now; I think they're wrong, Don't worry your life away, Start living for today
: I heard that lately, You?ve gone through a mysterious change. People say you?re secretive, And you?ve been acting strange. They say there?s magic
: How can I say it? Where do I begin, Everything you are is just what it says on the tin Words that were honest, spoken from the heart, Everything you
: Scary films don?t scare me now, That you?re around. Since you been around; Nowadays I never cry, When the monster kills the guy, And the psychopathic
: The thing that makes me feel the most down, Is the feeling that I?m living in a ghost town. Barn door bangin? in my face, Like tumbleweed, I?m rolling
: If you?re a cowboy I would trail you, If you?re a piece of wood I?d nail you to the floor. If you?re a sailboat I would sail you to the shore. If you
: Missing the train every morning at 8:52, Sipping coffee from the same cup as you. The sharing of secrets we thought no one else knew, That?s what
: I saw you this morning, You were moving so fast. Can?t seem to loosen my grip, On the past. And I miss you so much, There?s no one in sight. And we
: A mask is easily placed, On a betrayed and broken face. A disguise to hide the past, When you mapped out my skin and made the memories last. Some
: Got an angel, on one shoulder and a devil on the other, And his good advice that I take. I live with a sprinkle of a little sin, When the world is
Got an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other And it's his good advice that I take I live with a sprinkle of a little sin When the world is asleep
Missing the train every morning at 8:52 Sipping coffee from the same cup as you The sharing of secrets we thought no one else knew That?s what I miss
The thing that makes me feel the most down Is the feelin? that I?m livin? in a ghost town Barn door bangin? in my face Like tumbleweed I?m rollin? ?round
If you were a cowboy I would trail you If you were a piece of wood I?d nail you to the floor If you were a sailboat I would sail you to the shore If
A mask is easily placed On a betrayed and broken face A disguise to hide the past When you mapped out my skin and made the memories last Some things
I heard that lately Gone through a mysterious change People say you?re secretive And you?ve been acting strange They say there?s magic afoot Stay away
