flood Because tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change Tonight's the kind of night Where everything could change The rumble strip clack And the rattling frame Beat out a pulse on
change his ways Gonna change Gonna change his ways And it feels like his new life can start And it feels like heaven And it feels like his new life can start And
a couple of friends And we called ourselves The Devils Playhouse Influences like Bruce and the band And we'd sing and play Simple three chord rock and roll And
: But that's just me, before we met But that's just me, before we met Well I've always had a wild imagination And a see through heart Which I know can
to come Well it takes real guts to be alone Going head to head with the great unknown But there is no sweeter sound, on the kings round I'm bound And
and hell? Is this the line where I get up and walk out? Is this the line where you get drunk you yell?" She fixes her make-up Treading lightly on the
to know How far the anger in someone Can really make them go Her tangled hair and mud stains on her knees Bruised ribs and rips on the side of her jeans
: You sit with the man who threw it all away And you dream of the birds that have flown away And you hope that you won't see it fall again And you will
own way [Bridge] On my last night on earth, I won't look to the sky Just breathe in the air and blink in the light On my last night on earth, I'll pay
wants to know How far the anger in someone Can really make them go Her tangled hair and mud stains on her knees Bruised ribs and rips on the side of
But that's just me, before we met But that's just me, before we met Well I've always had a wild imagination And a see through heart Which I know can
You sit with the man who threw it all away And you dream of the birds that have flown away And you hope that you won't see it fall again And you will
heaven and hell? Is this the line where I get up and walk out? Is this the line where you get drunk you yell?" She fixes her make-up Treading lightly on
chance to come Well it takes real guts to be alone Going head to head with the great unknown But there is no sweeter sound, on the kings round I'm bound And