There are times you hold the deed to my insides And steal the sparkle from my eyes But this could be the last time baby This could be the last time
Thank God I've got three minutes to tell you what I did today I left this ugly city, with a computer and your cabaret And I am happy for you, as happy
Trying to shake my indigo in June I'm off to some kind of start Running into you in the dark palace blue I kissed a broken stray Just 'cause you killed
Urban hello Electric holiday Whatever you say but you don't speak for me You don't speak for anyone
feeling could make all this so hard If I called you a dead man I might survive Dancing to your favourite rock songs in my spare time Every other
Aquarius the maze is here again Bishop made a joke in the sanctuary Soulmate's moving down to Hollywood
You walked into the room And assumed the whole world spins for you Like all of the stars in your yard I'm just singin' for a getaway car All the headline
I left my heavy guitars in Maidenhead Instead of yelling and screaming I put it all where no one sees it And sometimes I say to my brother You'll do
Tattooed and wide-eyed Eastern standard time Car smoke and people Filling in outside
I fell in love with you in July Tripped on my feet in the sun No I don't want you for your money No
Joan hides the blue like a pro like all the green things lost under the fallen sun I took her laughter with me to the edge of new york Joan forgets
Headline girl Give it away Tell it on the mountain Tell it on the way Don't turn red Fending off the gossips Singer stole the man Singer shot the plan
All the stars above I named for you Constellations spun like a see of aquablue (aquablue) Now where do I find us Without love or kindness Piecing up
Yes it's gonna be Yes tt's gonna be I'll save you from the demons you shake hands with I'll savae you from the dragon's kiss yes you have love yes you
saw his face I've loved that soldier boy," perhaps your soldier boy was lost while sailing 'cross the sea of Maine or perhaps he is gone with some other
Drive to the kicked in radio The sunshine leaves me stoned We're gonna drink and forget they let me go For all the glitter I have seen There's no rebels
was on your list, if another pixie brought you bliss: well, I wouldn't think to veto it--bursting from my seams. ...Bursting from my seams. ...'Cause there was no other
Saw a face from my childhood days a smiling girl not a friend milky red funny face smiling smiles mother and son stood by a dad daddy you sure eat a