were you thinkin' When you lost my trust? You had it all now You're left with nothing Oh baby, now I know you Want my touch And now you're lonely And you
having so much fun breaking up It?s getting kind of wicked And there?s no need to weep It?s more like a relief - I can?t stop Laughing and I?m thinking You
Oh oh oh oh You who mourn will be comforted You who hunger will hunger no more All the last shall be first Of this I am sure You who weep now will
it was just restlessness That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep In the end it was something more I guess That tore us apart and made us weep
Crawling back to Isola to weep Somewhere under the sea so deep I don't know what to show ya that's neat But it will be bigger than you and me Who knows
of my bed Leave me tired and ready for sleep So tell me about all the places you go All the lives that you swallow, the people you keep Deep in a monastery
ground It could've been you Why do you weep for the passing of ages You slip with the back of your hand You're taking it out on the one you love I couldn
what lay before? Is anything certain in life? They say, "Life is too short," "The here and the now" And "You're only given one shot" But could there be more
to lead you away from your past and into this lifetime. As the light dissipates you will slowly fade back into consciousness remembering all you have learned. When I tell you
did you lose? What did you gain? What did you win? Nine years later a child is born There's a record, so you put it on 45 Nine years more, if we're lucky
and thirst no more So weep not for me my friend When my time below does end For my life belongs to him Who will raise the dead again It don't matter where you
I try hard To put you out of mind Every night alone I'm thinking 'bout you How can I avoid this Pain without you? I won't cry I won't be sorry no more
my door You can wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more You told me you was high class I could see through that You told me you was high class
man (can you take it?) Forswear thy foolish ways (See ya later I'm going to the front of the thee-ay-ter) (Hold me while I slip into something more comfortable
near. A figure there did cling to it, approaching more and more, as if to ride on some strange tide, safe upon the shore. So give a sailor not your heart lest sorrow you
need to hide you so unique Imma try beat your back out until you weep Said you ran outta money theres more for me heres more for you cause you a whore
the stomach you'll fill with all the food you eat and lack of pain you feel for the eyes that weep outside your windowsill of the castle where you sleep