I know you think that I'm just a stranger Just a drinker he's seen downtown Someone he'd wave to on his way to meet you But I know him too Better than
I'm gonna have a good cry over nothing but a handful of cigarettes I'm gonna leave the windows open when I feel like getting dressed I'm gonna think hard
Is there something I was gonna tell you? Is there something I was gonna say? If I had it, I guess I forgot it It's gone, it's all slipped away Oh, my
With your eyes made up and your dress see thru With your heart so big it don't know what to do You're my favorite thing my sweet cavelier You have saved
I don't want to talk to nobody Don't want to make no plans I'm so tired of this party I've had all my laughs I'll send you somethin' when I cross over
I saw you with somebody That you don't love You like to show her off You like to think highly of The easy mistake that you made She's a friend of a friend
Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore It's gettin' dark, too dark to see I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin'
Regen fallt, kalter Wind Himmel grau, Frau schlagt Kind Keine Nerven und so allein Das Paradies kann das nicht sein. Manner taumeln mud' nach Haus Die
Soul Shaker, you've got a hold on me Turn me on, don't turn your heat up now Day dreamer, everything at my feet Dream maker now, your love is everywhere
I WILL REMEMBER Seems like everyday we're starting over We go in out and in again Some days are better than others Just to get a taste Of a woman with
You walked You washed Didn't even notice That I followed Please, you better some love Please, you better send it Right away, yeah, yeah
Feel like cryin' today, I feel like cryin' today No one could stop me now Just came out, yeah, it came out Nothing to say Just comes out every one Just
Let me, let me love you Help me, to help myself I really want you I don't need prove 'Cause everything inside Of me is you I'm a problem child Flash
Life, life, isn't for everyone Life, life is for everyone Then and now wait for your trouble To take on sufferin', make it your pain, your pain But you
Mama, take this badge off of me 'Cause I can't use it anymore It's gettin' dark, too dark to see I feel like I'm knockin' on Heaven's door Knock, knock
I wandered through the streets hoping to be found Do you wanna meet? Do you wanna feed? There is this empty place It's the hunger I feel inside There
Encore un autre fou arme d'un revolver, D'un fusil de chasse ou d'un pistolet militaire Arme sous le bras, evidence suicidaire Tu tiens la crosse du flingue
I remember playin' my guitar in the projects A product of the environment I told my Mom I'ma get up out of da hood My Dad taught me the American dream