It's a clandestine arrangement Never could get to stick Night under the table, the sick, the fits Never cast as the romantic lead Somehow on our feet
Adeline, out of tune Heaven knows what I would do You can't just walk away From everything Adeline, out of tune Step in time, two by two Say it's over
It's a clandestine arrangement that we never could get to stick. Every night under the table with the sick and the fits. Never cast as the romantic lead
The light I followed tonight is only as bright as the highway The sight, try as I might, I can't keep the weight from my eyes We never will make load
It's a clandestine arrangement that we never could get to stick. Every night under the table with the sick and the fits. Never cast as the romantic
borderline though you're still a friend of mine we've got many common ties i don't want to lie to you i'll be true but i may not be there for you too
Uncommon amount of the time at home, hardly a word on the telephone. Finally find the time to get to know you. Still mapping it out like a master
These are models of my own design Two circles never meeting One in 92 and 95 And it's all been up to me I may not listen to my own advice It can be so
Sending a sobering scent It's all in my hands to repent Spectacular sin takes discipline to stop Ellis is hardly a fiend It's achingly clear I can see
Are you open to open arms? Misdirection does little harm I won't ask, you won't tell Just come around Missed discussions of virtues and Complications
Burn all your pictures Still save the prints Thought I??? feel better I feel like shit I fall to pieces with out you around Spend all my time Trying
i'm only skin and bones here's my heart to a tone seems such a reasonable sin mortal man under bones and skin dear lover, don't bother me don't say
Get over some how My drama Queen Old wounds and rebounds Old hat, new scene I got the time You've got the notion New faces repeat My drama Queen
Drinking in the afternoon This is what its driven to Is there any thing else to do I could have sworn it's 3 a.m. It?s quiet in the room again This is
Come see the flood Step to the tune Your mother's blood Full thunder moon Full thunder moon Full thunder moon Bathe us in blue Full thunder moon Come
she's driving oh so very fast trying to get away from her past i don't think she'll escape so girl, why'd you run away? you look so afraid i hope that
Taste the forbidden from the tree All the questions begging me I'm plagued with curiosity These are all worth answering It takes talent to have an original
Uncommon amount of the time at home Hardly a word on the telephone Finally find the time to get to know you Mapping it out like a master plan Something