and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in
A broken nose and a broken heart,
An empty bottle of gin
Well I sit and I pray
In my broken down Chevrolet
While I'm singin' to myself
There's got to be another way
Wanna pack your bags, Something small
Take what you need and we disappear
Without a trace we'll be gone, gone
The moon and the stars can follow the car
and then when we get to the ocean
We gonna take a boat to the end of the world
All the way to the end...
so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
There's a story here..... a story that is complicated- to say the least.
Isn't it always complicated?
At least i can say i know what to expect, right? Constant-Inconstant.
My mirror in so many ways.
"Love you only lent, wounds you'll never mend" <----hows that for...
...............good job bastage. Good job indeed.
Well you're the closest thing I have
To bring up in a conversation
About a love that didn't last
But I could never call you mine
Cause I could never call myself yours
And if we were really meant to be
Well then we defied destiny...
These covers may keep me warm at nightBut they can't take your place'Cause they'll never gonna hold me tightThese pillows may let me rest my headBut they can't say goodnightAnd tuck me in before I go to bedSaying oh, baby girl, you better hopeThat's what I'm telling myselfBut, I...