Got an angel, on one shoulder and a devil on the other, And his good advice that I take. I live with a sprinkle of a little sin, When the world is asleep
The thing that makes me feel the most down, Is the feeling that I?m living in a ghost town. Barn door bangin? in my face, Like tumbleweed, I?m rolling
If you?re a cowboy I would trail you, If you?re a piece of wood I?d nail you to the floor. If you?re a sailboat I would sail you to the shore. If you
I saw you this morning, You were moving so fast. Can?t seem to loosen my grip, On the past. And I miss you so much, There?s no one in sight. And we?re
They say the world must end somehow, They say the end's not far from now; I think they're wrong, Don't worry your life away, Start living for today
Mary Pickford used to eat roses Thought that they?d make her beautiful and they did, One supposes. Douglas Fairbanks, he was so handsome, He wore a
A mask is easily placed, On a betrayed and broken face. A disguise to hide the past, When you mapped out my skin and made the memories last. Some things
Every night we fall into bed, But it?s all in my head. Every night we fall in a heap, And you kiss me to sleep. And baby all the sleepy things you say
Scary films don?t scare me now, That you?re around. Since you been around; Nowadays I never cry, When the monster kills the guy, And the psychopathic
I heard that lately, You?ve gone through a mysterious change. People say you?re secretive, And you?ve been acting strange. They say there?s magic
How can I say it? Where do I begin, Everything you are is just what it says on the tin Words that were honest, spoken from the heart, Everything you
Missing the train every morning at 8:52, Sipping coffee from the same cup as you. The sharing of secrets we thought no one else knew, That?s what I
Got an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other And it's his good advice that I take I live with a sprinkle of a little sin When the world is asleep
Missing the train every morning at 8:52 Sipping coffee from the same cup as you The sharing of secrets we thought no one else knew That?s what I miss
The thing that makes me feel the most down Is the feelin? that I?m livin? in a ghost town Barn door bangin? in my face Like tumbleweed I?m rollin? ?round
If you were a cowboy I would trail you If you were a piece of wood I?d nail you to the floor If you were a sailboat I would sail you to the shore If
A mask is easily placed On a betrayed and broken face A disguise to hide the past When you mapped out my skin and made the memories last Some things
I heard that lately Gone through a mysterious change People say you?re secretive And you?ve been acting strange They say there?s magic afoot Stay away
