she said she want a mud digger We keep the mud by the pound Our tires stay roarin While we ridin through the town MUD DIGGER And I keep a bad truck around
We're diggin' down! We're diggin' down! Last night you had a bad dream Sometimes the night is more real than it seems Don't make a sound The reaper
I want to go out tonight and be with my friends. Got to be where the music is. And I honestly don't know. Maybe you just don't. Maybe you just never
I'm such a wreck. I can't sit still. I count the leaves on the windowsill. Any time now you'll appear. It's nice to know that you're still here, but
Sometimes I think I'll freak out. I'm apathetic. I act pathetic. I think I cracked this time. Sometimes I think I'm schizophrenic, frantically feeling
Another reckless night begins. A brand new thing called "all my friends" but one of them is sleeping and the other's too far gone. I go down to the movie
I'm lost at sea, and every wave looks the same I wake up in the morning, I can't remember my name Cause baby I sank all my ships for you The Ninja ,
I look out, I see it all beginning. I know that it's not all my fault. So bored, so tired. So filled with frustration. I've got no dreams, I've got no
I remember when you couldn't live without me by your side and I remember all the times I had to save you from your lies you tell without a hint of guilt
This is what I get, I guess I'm not your (best friend). What I thought in the past now when I look back I just look back to laugh Cause I'm walking home
13 years in school is brining me down. It's not treating me right, and I'm so dropping out. I can't believe you dig this town. I've got to go. It seemed
And when I think of you I hope we make it through And when I think I'm strong You let me know I'm wrong Everything we ever did It somehow complicated
Scared to death of the telephone. Cringe at the thought of ever being alone. I've got quite a lack of vertebrae to say the words I know I have to say
Cold fronts go continental and the sunshine state's on fire. postcards along the east coast summer seems so far away. eighteen hour drives, my body is
Put 'em on an island in some other place then we'll have them destroyed. They know what I want; know what I need. They leave me alone and annoyed. They
It's so hard to swallow, all the lumps in my throat, on the tip of my tongue, and I still choke. If you squeeze me I might bleed just what I'm feeling
Chillin' in Salisbury on the corner of Oldstone. Gotta go out tonight and get some beer. Natalie called me this morning. She was buggin' out. I said
So many hours of wasted time and all the people passing by. Patiently, I don't know what I'm waiting for. I'm not even sure I know you anymore. Paved
