I've spent more than my share on temptation trying to cool my swollen tongue Gorged myself on all that free good will and left the others none What I
So I wear you out So who would've thought That you'd still be here now And I swore, dear That I never wanted to be Any better than your weakest moment
Oh princess, you make the party With your hands in your pockets And your innocent eyes and all those things Running around in your head Oh princess,
I was feeling such security And the first few weeks felt just like heaven, but I never really seemed to get that high So now I sit here laughing at the
too much love you cracked the liberty bell so much love you fucking cracked cast iron. thats my philadalphia song... i'm working on it its not really done... its at like this crucial point
me a heart attack? He's underneath the window, she's singing ?Hey, la, my boyfriend's back? You shoudn't come around here, singing up at people like
I am held together by clothes pins and tension, a wealth of odds and ends I'm dazzling so dazzling like the neon street sign hiccuping off and on again
