She never mentions the word addiction In certain company Yes, she'll tell you she's an orphan After you meet her family She paints her eyes as black
I'll fetch you water from the well, if you sweep all the ashes out into the wind. As we sit by candlelight again, two moths that hover close to the light
We've been avoiding this for so long Luxury is temporary then it's gone I've thought that we would happen I guess I'm wrong We'll say hi on the street
Cheat the odds that made you Brave to try to gamble at times Well I feel like dirty laundry Sending sickness on down the line Tell you why 'Cause I'm
I don't know my telephone number But you kiss good and I'd like to see you tomorrow And I don't beg, I pay, I don't barter If we had a child I'd like
With pawnshop eyes and a second hand frown She sat silent at the table Her boots were brown, well, should she leave town To play the role of lover ex-
Worried sick my eyes are hurting To rest my head I'd take a life Outside the girls are dancing 'Cause when you're down, it just don't seem right Feeling
With my winter time My idols and stage fright In another night Where the lights are loud and bright One dream from waking up saved Too shy to hold in
Wake me when the day break Show me how the sun shine Tell me about your heartache Who could be so unkind Do you dream to touch me And smile down deep
price you pay Just a wishful dream could be blown away Ask yourself for the awful worse Because what's the use if it's just good luck Good luck A black
Baby, baby, why can't you sit still? Who killed that bird out on you window sill? Are you the reason that he broke his back? Tell me, did I see, you think
I've been down cascading and blue without a sound Now I've traded my black feathers for a crown So feed me milk and honey lay me down Lay me down Look
Low down, downtown Money waster Where your saving grace With that I like to taste you But your flower is spoiled Too easy to make you You got a .38 and
Oh good heavens, baby where is my medicine? Well I must have left it outside with my etiquette The undertakers rule of thumb, ooh It's hard to talk with
Never a heaven an age old question Written from a cold place I gotta feel sour, I need a shower Or just a slap in the face Circumstance has left romance
No time left now for shame Horizon behind me, no more pain Windswept stars blink and smile Another song, another mile You read the line every time Ask
Did it make you stop and think? You're on the brink Not to test you 'cause you Don't know how far you go Did you make a big mistake? You curse your fate
