A cold and porcelain lonely In an old New York hotel A stranger to a city That she used to know so well Bathing in a bathroom That is bathed in the
welcome to... no amount of snow can make you feel okay and welcome to... this year's alone brought to you by Christmas day and welcome to... the darkness
Today we are only whatall is nice about us Today we turned on in the blue light of dawn And made love And you were not a dot dot dot Waiting for me
What what what what what did you think you were doing? How how how how how did you think this would go? When when when when when you showed up on my
I'm cradling the softest, warmest part of you in my hands Feels like a little baby bird Fallen from the nest I think that your body is something I
The sky is grey, the sand is grey, and the ocean is grey. I feel right at home in this stunning monochrome, alone in my way. I smoke and I drink and
The sun is settin on the century And we are armed to the teeth We are all working together now To make our lives mercifully brief Schoolkids keep trying
Don't ask me why I'm crying I'm not going to tell you what's wrong I'm just gonna sit on your lap For five dollars a song I want you to pay me for my
side effect of this dirty drug that does each apology (that tempts you to punish me?) the more i shrug are you at home now with your kitty cats are you
You were so in love That it was all you could talk about And I think I felt a little left out You were on cloud 9 all the time Ehile I was levelling
They told you your music Could reach millions That the choice was up to you You told me they always pay for lunch And they believe in what I do And I
Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone Three-o-clock in the afternoon And I am going home F-train is full of high school students So
Kagami o mite uchouten ni Tenami soroete ii kanji Chotto hayame ni ikou kana Sora o aoide tama ni attari KANKAN deri no taiyou ga Yuudachi sasoisou
Hey, man, I don't feel like goin' to school no more Me neither they can't make you go No you daddyo, yeah I ain't goin' to school it starts too early
Here I come in my fifty-seven She's a real low rider paint perfection With a custom engine painted black with flames Ain't nobody gonna call that hot
Well, I know a little lady, she lives down London way She talks and talks all night but she ain't got much to say She don't need no ones opinion, don'
All those long and lonely summer nights That I have spent alone Just thinking of you don't make dreams come true When you're so far away All those lovely
Well there's the Rockabilly cats with their pomps real high Wearing black drape coats, all real gone guys The cool skinheads with roll up jeans Looking
