Hello to you, hello to me I've somewhere else to be Excuses, I get all the time Your answers, I don't see Today is easy, isn't it so? I sit and watch
I came pulling all the stops Putting rain on all of this With the sirens in my sleep And her sorrow at my kiss I can't turn away Hold a hand to when
Lit like Halloween A road top signs that I can't read Dream from out of place And aimed at empty songs that he said On knees I wait From falling off
I'm a heartbreak beat, yeah, all night long And nobody don't dance on the edge of the dark We've got the radio on and it feels like love But it don't
India, you're my love song India, you're my love song in the flowers You can have me in the flowers We will dance alone and live our useless lives India
No kind of love, no kind of love I don't wanna make no scene Lovers come and go Or make you Mrs. Anyone Or make you Mr. Me I'm into you like a train
a??Make It Minea?? Shine light enough to see Shine brighter down on me One wish is all i need Shine light enough If you can see what i see (i'll make
Nothing goes on today, she says All of our running 'round to get away Yes and it's complicated, some now and some later One of the girls you'd have to
You laugh at her in all the cars She's easily confused There isn't any wrong or right Or up and down on you There isn't any reason There isn't any sense
There's an army on the dance floor It's a fashion with a gun, my love In a room without a door A kiss is not enough in Love my way, it's a new road I
Mrs. Jones is 17 and 6 and 24 moderately pretty She is all the girls you know We are going far away, we're going for a ride Mr. Jones has got a plan if
Mary comes in a bows And all her lipstick, pearls and clothes Come falling down Come falling at her feet Got a knife and a spoon And a rose on my suit
Wait 'til midnight comes Wearing fashion black She's on a high heel kick Singing, "Don't look back" And all my broken stars They can make it shine And
There's demonstrations And demonstrations Listen to the weathermen They're not saying anything They're tripping flags for you This crazy face for you
When this town gets lonely, I got the New York stars It feels like turning for you like diamonds in the dark I got fascination when you call my name I
9 9 9, the police don't come here on easy street All the boys in their blue suits are lying in the heat You got no reaction, coming down my hall You had
You've got rain in your eyes and a head full of stars All the tears you can hold in your hand And a room full of sleep and a promise to keep Isn't it
All your promises Don't taste so sweet When the world comes down Like a satellite I could make it blue Yeah, cool and sharp I've got vanity, yeah Tearing