[Intro] I don't use Massengil, I use my own kinda douche powder Y'know I mix it, I mix it myself Y'know what I put in it? (Yeah? What?) Alum! (Yeah!!)
What were you thinking? I got a right to ask Is there a reason other than your past A great pretender, why was I the last to see through your skin? Is
As He lay me down Where do I begin? So simply complicated The voice within I hear it singin' so clear Invisible like the sound of the wind We all know
She's diving down Gonna make her home now the ocean She's done with living her life on the ground She's sinking down Hands above her head her And nineteen
Think I'll wait for the tide Seems it's all I can do right now There must be a reason I've run aground I'll wait for the waves to come By the moon and
[Incomprehensible] You may be in London Waiting on a train You may be in Paris Dancin' on a stage Or shootin' the curl in Bali Or down south drinkin'
He nods a little too fast Talking illogic with a big bombast, he's Full on dead sure any way's true, and he Wouldn't wanna knock it if it works for you
From Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen Soundtrack . Don't move on Don't move on Don't move Don't move Don't move Don't move on You brought me to
Dangerous roads unravel inside of me. I feel so hollow, The darkest pills I've swallowed. God won't you take me. I've got to get myself away, in the shadows
At least I'm moving forward At least I'm moving forward At least I'm moving forward At least I'm moving forward I stand before a road that will lead
Wait, do you see my heart on my sleeve? It's been there for days on end And it's been waitin' for you to open up Just you baby, come on now, I'm trying
Never woulda hitch hiked to Birmingham if it hadn't been for love Never woulda caught the train to Louisian' if it hadn't been for love Never woulda run
don't go away, when you know that it feels good why don't you stay cause you know what we could do baby... we could get hazy hand in hand we feel the
If love is like a roller coaster Pretty as a circus poster Would you pay for a day at the fair? I'd like to sit in the very last car Baby, don't hold
If love is like a roller coaster Pretty as a circus poster Would you pay for a day at the fair I'd like to sit in the very last car Baby, don't hold
[Originally by Billy Bragg] It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline Fidel Castro's
I'm so sick of me being sick of you And the way you look, all the things you do You drive me crazy, drive me crazy Sick of being broke, can't pay the
What if I told you that I think you're perfect? Beautiful sky in your eyes, it's so worth it I know You make me feel alive What if I told you that I'