You are a razor blade You are precision-cut You are a stare sharp as the tack in my eye? At rest in my veins [Your pulse in my neck?] As sharp-edged
[Originally by Big Country] I never seen you look like this without a reason Another promise fallen through, another season passes by you I never took
Jamie, whatchoo doin' now? Whatchoo doin' now girl? Please, please tell me Cuz I need to know, I need to know now When I was down, you came to me
[Originally by R.E.M.] Nightswimming deserves a quiet night The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago, Turned around backwards so the windshield
You wrote a letter I made a phone call you werent at home and then you called back thats two to one I should be winning, but im loosing my sense of
So long sweet summer (so long sweet summer) i stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays so long sweet slumber (so long sweet slumber) i fell
I've got my eye on top shelf liquor, With taste so smooth it Hits you quicker. But you've only got the well. And I've got an eye for top tier women
Hand out the window Floatin? on air Just a flip of the wrist I?d be wavin? you goodbye Head past the lifeguard stand Where I sit around waiting for
This basket arrives to show your condolence, You hope that it finds me well and just in time, this loss was unbearable but now I have flowers, Thoughtful
Relax and stand in the warmth of the sand the day is long and here for us to take for granted. We find ourselves to our knees Water clear, a tender
And we're drowning you out in boasts of defection if everything was up to me I would be gone by the first sign the first sign of hope I'd be packed
I'm not sure of anyone, anyone. but I've got plans. I'm not asking for everything, but sure, I could use a hand. Get a little anxious sometimes you
It's been a year now since you were here now And I've been trying to heal inside Dedications of how I placed And I see your resemblance in my face
I know that yesterday is gone and it won't come back to me But I miss it after all it never really lasts as long as we meant for it to be There'll be
Down in a local bar Out on the Boulevard The sound of an old guitar Is saving you from sinking It's a long way down, It's a long way Back like you never
I catalog these steps now Decisive and intentioned precise and patterned specifically to yours. I'm talented at breathing Especially exhaling So
Hope dangles on a string Like slow spinning redemption Winding in and winding out The shine of it has caught my eye And roped me in So mesmerizing, and
Sharp disaster in a fresh new coma was it worth it when it was over proving yourself right you'd make the biggest noise well.. i'd lock my hands behind