There was me with my pride standing our ground, standing our ground. we stood and yelled at the tide to turn around, to turn around. Well that day would
looking glass that loss has tinted rose, at the secrets of the path we never chose. We lose ourselves there as we fall into the arms of the unseen,
When you saw the red mist, you were horny and pissed No one tells you when you ought to go home So you start locking horns, he's a stag to your fawn
The night passed. sorrow drowned in my whiskey glass As I tried to forget. The dawn came. The light barged in to awake my shame. with a newborn regret
I got all the right credentials still I don't belong I do all the right things maybe I just do 'em wrong Advances spurned their backs are turned against
Do you dream like a baby Jailbird? (sitting in a cage) Do you only know your own world Do you wonder at your wings, do you wonder at your wings? Can
I'm good as dead, They're hurricanes of brawn and brains and its dog eat dog It's clear to see That the odds don't look all that good for me. Someone
White trim, big bling, bass bin pounding thru suburban hell All the curtains twitch (Nothing ever seems to change round here) Pub shut, half cut,
I only touched your love as the tips of my fingers tried to clutch your love I'm sick of this soap in a bathtub love I need something to hold. (ah ah
