Here's a minor correction in the way that you left me isn't this all wrong? The story is all wrong. You were the first one to bed when all of this was
Black frames to stare out Mod lang slang to wear out Scoff at squares in sweaters Ho, Ho, Ho, we're so much better Used is the new black Downloads are
Count in the new year You better not pout, You better not cry. Open your mouth, You better not die. It's a happy new year. Oh. They're making a list
[Originally by Anthrax] Wake up, got another day to get, Through now, got another man to see Gotta call him on the telephone ay o Gotta find a piece
She She?s a memory In the minds of guys She doesn?t know know her She?s Behind there foreheads Doing deeds She?s never done before And her worlds
, too Oh, it might sound like a lie But I know and you know that Superman can fly Stared through the menu on the wall we've read too many times Lit a match
Baby, you look so good, I knew you would. Please, don't go away Darling, say it's okay... I wanna make violent love To you by the moon above I
(feat. Simon Neil) The first had scars in her eyebrows, just like yours Woke the neighbors with another Hope you heard One more on all fours, forehead
"You're just too stupid to see it" "You don't know what I can do. You don't know what I can do, what I'm gonna do, what I'm gonna be. You don't know
And I'm sure every jukebox on that east coast has heard these haunting notes Of what we used to call our song I'm sure every ashtray holds the memory
Yeah this all started at a party The exposition it started at a party just like tonight Not a formal with neckties and wine Our bottles came in bags
"I'm leaving" yeah I heard you the first time Leave it quick so make a hasty exit I just wanted to say goodbye Good luck at the high ride or the
going well Now I know I'm gone and not missed I guess I finally made your things to do list Sorry I've been lying Our bodies match like puzzle pieces
Aie, aie, aie, la vie est belle, tout va vraiment tres, tres mal Mais je m'en fiche, moi, dimanche, je vais voir le match de football Je suis agriculteur
Well, I watch you tangle every weekend It might start different but it ends up the same One minute you're casually speaking The next it all goes up and
Une suedoise tres mince et tres jolie aimait a la folie, un p'tit gars de bougie. Le soir venu quand l'usine fermait de leur boite ils sortaient et crac
Strike a match so I can see If I've been down here before Where is the floor? What is it for? Strike a pose Imagining love and estatic applause Suckling
honey flack! No I'm servin' the boulders, looking over my shoulders! Every step that I take - a rock might knock me over! [Chorus: B-Real] Strike - the match
