Sitting by yourself alone, don't even bother with the phone. How can you stand to be so mean? Just keep hiding out behind your screen. You sit and spread
I guess you thought it would be fun to make your pain into a game for someone. I guess you didn't realize how hurt and lies would color all our lives
She's set to go, she knows she's looking good She's got the dress, the boots, the attitude You're out the door, there's something in the air You know
We're talking early Sunday. You're standing last. Another bottlecap just hit the ground. You're almost falling over, around the corner lies the one that
I never thought today would matter. I never acted like it made a difference. One day I looked, my plan had shattered. And all the notes I played were
So your looking at sixty days. Should be time enough to find. Get the paper on Saturday. Looking through it til your blind. Get ready for the the runaround