My foot fell asleep. My ankle followed her lead to my leg bone's connected to my hip connected to her hip...well, practically. My heart goes...for
The doctor yells out a??scalpel, scalpel! this boy has shrapnel in his leg.a?? the doctor yells out a??scalpel, scalpel! don't make me beg...live, live
some hats, so now she naps all day and dreams of one day buying her dreams back via the internet. Oh boy, I blew it this time. Most of all, she wont
. all is well for now but hell is far too close to turn this car around when the only ones making any sense are playing kickball and smoking candy cigarettes;you know this
worse. all is well for now but hell is far too close to turn this car around when the only ones making any sense are playing kickball and smoking candy cigarettes;you know this
and some hats, so now she naps all day and dreams of one day buying her dreams back via the internet. Oh boy, I blew it this time. Most of all, she wont
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damned life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well isn't this
got my daddy?s car And his old guitar A suitcase full of broken hearts Got my momma?s smile And a painted blue eye I ain?t got much But what I got is
street, Then let him have my seat 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my
." I can't be good no more, once like I did before. I can't be good, baby, Honey, because the world's gone wrong. 7. Pack up my suitcase, give me my
with a suitcase in my hand The night is fading, like my old tattoo A heart and a dagger, that says "Forever" Chorus: Staring at your window with a suitcase in my
to New Orleans I'm gonna need two pairs of shoes When I get thru walkin' the blue When I get back to New Orleans I've got my suitcase in my hand Now ain
dreams This train Carries saints and sinners This train Carries losers and winners This Train Carries whores and gamblers This Train Carries midnight ramblers This Train Carries broken-hearted This
: I've got leather on my shoes, And I've got a dream to live, There is nothing left to lose, So I'm going, I've got a suitcase here in my hand, And I
, I'm havin' problems; I suffer from manic depression But I don't see a shrink and never take my prescription My girl's wonderin' why my mind races My
: So where do I begin? I woke up today, Dragged this broken suitcase, threw it away. I've been searching for the inspiration, Got lost along the way