He's a wounded animal He lives in a matchbox He's a wounded animal And he's been coming around here He's a dying breed He's a dying breed His daughter
If I kiss you where it?s sore If I kiss you where it?s sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better,
White lines on your mind Keep it steady You were never ready for the lies White lines on your mind Keep it steady You were never ready for the lies
(Shake it up) I never loved nobody fully Always one foot on the ground And by protecting my heart truly I got lost in the sounds I hear in my mind
I wish I'd see a field below i wish I'd hear a rooster crow But there are none who live downtown And so the day starts out so slow Again the sun was
Come in, come in Come into my world I've got to show Show show you Come into my bed I've got to know Know know you I have dreams of orca whales and
Lady sing the blues so well As if she mean it As if it's hell down here In the smoke-filled world Where the jokes are cold They don't laugh at jokes
And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don'
I must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I, oh, must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame They
Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes I?ve been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment
Hey remember the time when I found a human tooth down on Delancey Hey remember that time we decided to kiss anywhere except the mouth Hey remember
You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go, I have to go Your hair
In another town don't let me forget In another town mouths full of regrets In another town please place finals bets In another town but I know, I know
I must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame They'll inherit
You have tamed me Now you must take me How am I supposed to be I don't have my thorns now And I feel them sprouting They'll grow right through if I don
If I kiss you where it's sore If I kiss you where it's sore Will you feel better, better, better? Will you feel anything at all? Will you feel better,
His nose, it was red In Gelterkinden I forgot to frown Then remembered again In Paris I saw a big fish Swimming slow in the Seine It made me hopeful
White lines on your mind, keep it steady You were never ready for the lies White lines on your mind, keep it steady You were never ready for the lies
