mess That I looked up to I retract every word that I say I swear, I'll never treat others I swear, I'll never treat others Swear, I will never treat others
Translation: The New Amsterdams. Never Treat Others.
[Originally by Richard Buckner] Once upon a blue Thing or two Eyes in sight The moon confused We saw the sparks fly And we watched their lies
Borderline though you're still a friend of mine we've got many common ties i don't want to lie to you i'll be true but i may not be there for you too
I'm only skin and bones here's my heart to a tone seems such a reasonable sin mortal man under bones and skin dear lover, don't bother me don't say
[Originally by Reggie And The Full Effect] she's driving oh so very fast trying to get away from her past i don't think she'll escape so girl, why'
the mess that i looked up to i retract every word that i say i swear i never treat others i swear, i never treat others i swear i will never treat others
never said forever i'm sorry if i did one storm i couldn't weather baby, it's high time to go home baby, it's high time to go home if you can forgive
So the battle ground is a border-town Do you want to come home? Is the gutter full of the pitiful? Do you want to atone? I can make all the poison
Walk on the path of god's green earth your hand in mind, better or worse i won't leave here without you frozen in time, we move so slow lost in the place
Long standing regret The connoisseur The day that we met You barely knew her Let's talk about time Let's talk about place She speaks with her eyes The
I know that it burns like poison in the pill sing me to sleep echoes in the hills can't hear a word can't hear my broken will the world through a windshield
I can take the covers one by one it's just the planning stage i'm rolling like the prodigal son and reunion's all the rage really hoping time was on
[Originally by Smashing Pumpkins] Speak to me in a language I can hear Humour me before I have to go Deep in thought I forgive everyone As the cluttered
only walk away it's not that tim was bad or twelve would make him mad just that eleven was the best number to be a million times he's told other kids
Come out and stay in Hollywood Your selfish ways are understood You'll go farther than I ever could So, sing it's not the end of everything you're gonna
You don't ever call You don't ever answer I guess you're just ignoring the mistakes of our endeavor I've got words to say You've got ears to hear them
i care if you're killing the same four chords try 'em outta key in a minor key and the socialist card doesn't open doors reminding me that anarchy...
