5 Am, undressed. In your static, in your mess. I don't need any new voices. I'm thick enough with superstitions and choices A little bit of something. Maybe just a way home Sing me sweet. Sing me
I tried to come down from you. I tried with your voice in my head. Knockin' me back, every inch I moved. I'm a sucker for a good lie. The way you say, "You understand". And how you always talk of
I'm weak when you miss me, when you roll me on your tongue. When you whisper me your best moves. I almost believe you but you don't know me at all. I spent days stupid, nailed to your floor and I s
They tied off your arms. With all their pretty charms. And the same bad lines. Always get you, always get you And you hate the way they wash you down. And summer hums heavy now. Still you bolded
My head's a stereo I can't turn off. You said I should learn to sing along. In your bedroom out on taraval, . We were haunted by everything we wanted. . Kill the lights, . I'm afraid of nothing.
Leaves and the rain falling outside. Taxi waited in the street. Gave you my keys, told you I'd try. But we both knew better didn't we?. I made my way to JFK in world record time,. Hoping I would
I bet you're laughing at some joke he told you. With his arm around your sunburn shoulders. I spent the morning with my face against the window seat. Looking down at all the things that got the bes