Again I hear a scream, from down the hall Amazing she can even talk at all She cries to me, Go back to bed I'm terrified, She'll wind up Dead In
: Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing Tired of living like a blind man I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
bottled inside me You came along, and tore this world out around me Looks like you found me Now I know why I felt like shit when I woke up this morning
talk Father's hands are lined with guilt For tearing us apart Guess it turned out in the end Just look at where we are Made it up, still got clothing
: Please don't be too long While you're gone There ain't enough to Keep me here too long Not like the last time I stood in line Just enough to
: Ever statement with her mouth she could tie in a knot Favourite trick she does, One in ten that she's got Making friends, setting trends, hardly
: Got a criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list, and you're last on mine Lookin for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down
: My hopes just fell, and I can't see The reason why, why there is blood on my sleeve And all this time, I thought it mine But it's not, it's yours
gone? Where the good time go? All the stupid fun And all that shit we've done Where the good times gone? And you still don't know Saw it on the silver
: I want take his eyes out Just for looking at you Yes I do I want to take his hands off Just for touching you Yes I do And I want to rip his
Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing Tired of living like a blind man I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling And
Fathers hands were lined with dirt From long days in the field And mothers hands are serving meals In a cafe on Main Street With mouths to feed, just
again I hear her scream from down the hall Amazing she can even talk at all She cries to me Go back to bed I'm terrified that she'll wind up Dead in
gone? Where the good times gone? All that stupid fun And all that shit we've done Where the good times gone? And you still don't know, oh Saw it on the silver
Cherry stem in her mouth, she could tie in a knot Favorite trick she does, one of ten that she's got Makin' friends, setting trends, hardly having to
Got criminal record, I can't cross state lines First on the bad list and you're last on mine Lookin' for a scapegoat, long past due Walking down the aisle
bottled inside me You came along and tore this wall down around me Looks like you found me Now I know why I felt like shit when I woke up this morning
And I want to take his eyes out Just for looking at you Yes, I do And I want to take his hands off Just for touching you Yes, I do And I want to rip
