I'm tired, i'm bored, Where's the cocaine Things don't get started til midnight In my brain Called up marie, that had sex for free I asked her to give
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Maybe it's just me, but you seem finally happy I don't think I've seen your face just glow like a neon sign And maybe we should be alone for ever after
You say, "Hello," inside I'm screamin' I love you You say, "Goodnight," in my mind, I'm sleepin' next to you You drive away from my car crash of a heart
There was a blackout in my heart in the summer of '03 I was walking over bridges tryin' to find my way to me When the problem was restored I can't describe
Now honey, dry your eyes, get back in the car There's no need to end it this way That's what she said when I shot off the head Of our love on that one
And the sky is falling upwards On a summer desert night While kids in school are forced To sing the battle hymns just right Extras paid to get excited
I woke up on Sunday morning With a shoe that was not mine Let the taxi on the corner drive away So I walked up Ponce De Leon With my lips all caked in
Well, I fumbled for a pencil and my, I'm so sorry pad And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain And I know that there's a reason why I made this up
So you grew up in a town where everybody's all the same Like a city full of zombies going by the same name Saying, "Eat this", "Wear that" think ya know
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I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence All I can do is rhyme eloquence with presidence The only word I think about when you're his and not
She likes hair bands on satellite radio But I was in one so it's a little too close to home And she can dance like she's done it for a living before And
I?m eighth in line on a U.S. Air Right now you're paying the parking fare I can still see your imprint on the terminal glass I tried to back out, I tried
He looks up at her to find she staring back At fingerless gloves, with fingernails black There's a permanent frown That's etched in her skin Designer
Now everybody sleeps But I haven't done that in the last few week or so And yeah, I know the remedy But they ran out yesterday I can't refill anything
I'm tired, I'm bored and where's the cocaine? Things don't get started 'til midnight in my brain I called up Marie, then had sex for free I asked her
