When you walk around, you you feel okay Although you had some mornings make you cry You took 'em lying You took em, oh, so
And you call the phone and talk to me and explain I try to the words and not obey They out wrong And I was where I started
There is only one that talks that way And you use imagination in the of the cab You it all the way Home to my room
Well, I remember expression for the rest of my life My to the party line, up in and go get her Reach my kitchen for that old carving knife To mess up all my people, 'em see a little redder, hey
When I do my dirt, will you stand up And me how you got to be this way I listened all the I wait so long
And if you ever thought of to kill yourself a tired old record you get played out And you'll be on own Buried in the
Well, I remember that expression for the of my life My to the party line, up in and go get her Reach inside my kitchen for old carving knife To mess up all the people, 'em see a little better, hey
up with a new song Woke up a tightrope room is empty Did you miss me?
I knew about the time This could be the time going up the chimney Can I take you me?
Living is empty Dead with the I can't get now over now
If you ever of dying to kill yourself a tired old record you get played out And be on your own Buried in the