It was the bridge she flung herself off I used to see her standing on one side As if too frightened to walk across And sometimes stand still and drive
I hold back for a second or two Then I go down on you It's so sore Sore like the Sweetest Thing When I Go Down On You And all I have is so sweet, so
A little after twelve The function suite was full Of people I had never seen before Ripped up ticket stubs Confettied on the floor It dawned on me I
You could get arrested for Getting your kit off in the street How many times have i told you It's not polite to meet and greet We'll get you home and
Only the faintest only the faintest glance buries you buries me So fire your engine see if I give a damn we'll be dust instantly Caught in a jet stream
You're my favourite friend And I adore you Love you to the end No one hears a word you say You're my favourite friend We rule the world together With
We'll do it all Everything On our own We don't need Anything Or anyone If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget
I'm trying not to stare, it's too late The blankets over there, if you like I'm broken and I'm colder than hell I should've said I'd not come back here
Cut my eyes out dear So I can't see your smug grin You're right you always win Untie my hands now I'm game up to a point And we're well past bedtime
I will hang on the hook of your splendor As the night rolls us up in its arms And the square of your thumbs and your fingers Is the blanket of the sky
For once I want to be the car crash Not always just the traffic jam Hit me hard enough to wake me And lead me wild to your dark roads Headlights
It's hard to argue when you won't stop making sense But my tongue still misbehaves and it keeps digging my own grave with my Hands open, and my
I could stay away forever if I tried
Please don't go crazy, if I tell you the truth, No you don't know what happened and you never will if You don't listen to me while I talk to the wall
I choked back tears today because I can?t begin to say how much you've shaped this boy, these last ten years or more. My friends we've seen it all,
I want something That's purer than the water Like we were It's not there now Ineloquence and anger Are all we have Like Saturn's rings An icy
Two weeks late like a surplus reprieve I found a hair the length of yours on my sleeve I wound it round and round my finger so tight It turned to purple
You Holy Cow The telegraph pole knows where It knows where you live You Holy Cow Ill get it to take me there And shout abuse at your window 1,2,3,4
