Discussion in 'Fun and Games' started by grass, May 4, 2017.
I'm not trying to hurt you, I just love to speak.
It feels like we're pulling teeth, so bittersweet.
If you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
If you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
Then baby, I'm perfect
Baby, I'm perfect for you
Each angry word
Every cynical put down
Each song is born
From a hope of something better to come.
Kaleidoscope eyes sparkle at the world, my emerald city, downtown girl.
In the sickness of you, I'm just a white blood cell fighting like hell for you.
Your rhinestone eyes are like factories far away.
And I'm far, far away
With my head up in the clouds
And I'm far, far away
With my feet down in the crowds
Lettin' loose around the world
But the call of home is loud
Still is loud
You know that it hurts me when you don’t come home at night.
My body can’t rest unless you’re sleeping by my side.
You know that it hurts me when you stay away all night.
What is it that keeps you there,
Keeping you occupied, from my heart?
When I wake up I'm afraid, I'm afraid somebody else might take my place
My only, the answer to a life so lonely
You're my, my, my, my kind of woman. My, oh my, what a girl. And I'm down on my hands and knees begging you please, baby show me your world.
They're down on their knees!
Begging us please!
Praying that we don't exist...
Daddy it's fine!
I'm used to 'em now!
But tell me why they treat me like this?
It's cause we do it like this...
She said where'd you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
with some superhuman gifts.
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss.
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away
we've got to make it rain somehow
Here comes the rain again
It can't rain all the time.
Raindrops keep falling on my head.
So smoke 'em if you've got 'em
Cause it's going down
All I ever wanted was you
I'll never get to heaven 'cause I don't know how
Let's raise a glass or two to everything I've lost on you...
So raise your glass if you are wrong in all the right ways.
All my underdogs, we wil never be, never be, anything but loud and nitty gritty, dirty little freaks.
We'll have you wrapped around our trigger finger
Queen bee yellow you're the skin for our stinger
We'll make you swoon, make it hurt just a little
We're the boys and the girls and the freaks in the middle.