Ia??m not a master of what I survey To death and disaster I am a slave But I am the author of the words that I say But why do I bother; ita??s all trash
Well, I?m talking to myself not you so don?t get mad ?Cause I need a friend who won't talk back And he is letting me finally see some sense And I know
But only love makes killing time so cruel So many things that you must get ?round to A dripping tap amongst mail to sort through If you could just get
Pick up your sheet and my sheet too I don't need a TV to stare at All those pretty cloths to clear out That you never put on anyhow 'Cause baby, I'm not
Lovers leave their traces Like jets across the sky They find in all these faces Lines they recognize My keepsakes have their places At the back of a
can't let go of her now Just don't tell her I would die If I let her slip away Let her think I'm resigned Like those drying clothes just hang onto the
In the evening when you're blue You will feel me walking through you When you're crying, that's my cue My reminding, walking through you When you're
Sometimes I love you Sometimes I hate you I know you struggle too It's in your nature 'Cause you and me Were never meant to be together But you took
Baby, I was not the one I guess you know that now But I kept you real distracted for a while I look back and nothing much Ever comes to mind Sometimes
eyes glitter Isn't always gold dust The wings you think life's given you They couldn't lift a bread crust Alone that ain't the word It's just a groan
I loved to hurt you Without you ever knowing I could desert you Without you ever seeing me going And all the monsters in your nightmares Showed you could
all my soul But what I want is out of my control, my control All I have to do is fool around Drag out this old carcass on the town I know how it is done, just
What is love for? Does it wash good people ashore? Does it keep the world from the door? What is love for? And what does love do? Does it make life worth
What is love for Does it wash good people ashore Does it keep the world from the door what is love for What does love do Does it make life worth going
In the evening, when you're blue You will feel me walking through you When you're crying, that's my cue My reminding, walking through you When you're
only love makes killing time so cruel So many things that you must get round to A dripping tap, a month's mail to sort through If you could just get
your eyes glitter isn't always gold dust The wings you life's given you, they couldn't lift a bread crust Alone, that ain't the word It's just a groan
Pick up your shit and my shit too Don't need a TV to stare at Or those pretty clothes to glare at That you never put on anyhow 'cos baby, I'm not so sentimental
