I used to be a better man. But the regret came, and here I am. I used to walk outside my door. But I don't go outside anymore When will they carry me
We've all got something to say, When we open our mouths we've find someone to blame. We all have demons to face. Situations evolve into something that
[Originally by Bonnie Tyler] Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods? Where's the great white Hercules to fight the rising odds
One and three, you're here (one and three, you're here to tell me we can't do this) to tell me we can't do this (three for three, i'll disagree)
Don't be late There's no time to be afraid There's a way To clean up the mess you made If I could tell the truth Or lie would I attempt to do at the
So is it courage or strength and is that what I'm waiting for? If I could just kill myself would it also kill the remorse? I wanted so badly to catch
Your self destruction has become mine Your reflection contains nothing but vacant eyes Those vacant eyes tell the stories, tell the stories You forsake
I?ve got a way of finding out what you said, but I want to hear it from the butcher?s mouth. I?ve got a way of freaking out all your friends when I?m
I've noticed your design Cause I'm not blind I'm like a cigarette Burning burning every night But there's no ash that falls There's only telephone calls
I got eyes in the back of my head and I see where you're going with this. I'm not surprised. You take me for a fool. Maybe you're right. If I was wiser
Watching someone stop breathing. Feel the arms and palms releasing. The color, the smell of the skin, All of this with your fingerprints. And there isn
In between fourth and second street, I found that I got a new world
This is what comes from the best intentions we have, they get lost with the rest; soon forgotten. And the money we spend is to make amends for the time
You say all the things you say, To ease your pain... Inside, throw it all away, And start again... You hate all the things you hate To make me stay...
We can make believe We're happy and free It's automatic when The money is in our hands People always try To look beyond their own lives But, I know that
Pardon me for saying so but you look more pitiful Than I have ever imagined Despite perfect fashion And the photographs depict you so differently I always
Find these answers from the words that you already, you already said Never thought I Would find out But we're here now Waiting for it, Waiting for it
This is a waking up This is your final go And I would never want to see you Get torn apart And I can't believe I can't believe your apart of this world