Time and time againtranslation seems to sabotagethe wordsyou know what is saidis not what is heard
Damn this mean device
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries
It's the pinnacle of what is cynical
CONVERSATION INTERCO
Myou hear what i say butit comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCO
Myou say what i see stillyou speak in different tongues
Don't act like a fool
It makes you so uncool andthat's what it does best'cause if anythingit's just a temper-test
Fill in your own wordsyeah1-800 Dial-to-be-heard
It's the pinnacleof what is typical
CONVERSATION INTERCO
Myou hear what i saybut it comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCO
Myou say what i see stillyou speak in different tongues.......clap your hands and you know what to do...my ears attend to you...as people listen intently...can you copy?....do you receive?...do you receive?...
Damn this mean device
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries,
Saturdaysaturday, oh saturdayhow cruel of you to go awayyou turn us on and you don't even have the decency to staywe think that we're so cooland make the others droolwalking like a chameleonturn around and turn me on and make that sound you do so well 'causei'm not dancing i'm just shifting weighti thought that you could tellwe think that we're so cooland make the others drooltalking like a chameleon
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIMEIT JUST MIGHT TONIGH
Tneon claws and drama queens agree to like the local bandeveryone is smoking filter cigarettes all over againwe think that we're so cooland make the others droolwalking like a chameleon
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIMEIT JUST MIGHT TONIGHTSOMETIMES love KILLS TIMEIT JUST MIGHT TONIGHTSOMETIMES love KILLS TIMEIT JUST MIGHT TONIGHTSOMETIMES love KILLS TIMEIT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT......................................................
When logics die
And the place of sadness
I occupy with dignitywas left like a dream among stonesand the words that you spillfrom the mouth that you fillthey abandon their grace and fatigueoh, to feel without touchingand speak without talkingyou'll spillthe tissues of lieshow I wish we could mend thisor learn how to throw awayas we look for someone to blamelove's been denieddon't be polite
I owe u nothingwhen logics die
I'm the orgy and the distant coolthe friend you will never fooli like the way you oppose melet the last thoughtd languishand try and distinguishyou'll spill the tissues of lieshow I wish we could mend thisor learn how to throw awayas we look for someone to blamelove's been denieddon't be polite
I owe u nothingwhen logics die
Much against evryone's advice
Iseem to have a historyat missing the pointat this stuffapparentlyvery absentmindedly
I carebut never enoughfor..you
TIIIIIIIIIME-to set the record straight
TIIIIIIIIIME-to stop communicatingplease anticipate
AND I'M TRYING TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS I WRITEAND I'M LIVING THE LIE THAT I CANNOT SATISFYMUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICEI'M STILL TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYIN
Gfaithcheated me of everythingbut I laughed until
I stoppedpubliclyvery, very openly
I sat alone with my thoughtsfor..you
TIIIIIIIIIME-to set the record straight
TIIIIIIIIIME-to stop communicatingplease anticipate
AND I'M TRYING TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS I WRITEAND I'M LIVING THE LIE THAT I CANNOT SATISFYMUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICEI'M STILL TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING
Overweight karate kid
Like an overweight karatekid you could moonwalk over my heartusing candour as painkillertastes like vanilla to meoccasionallysomeone please make go home, I'mthe worst at being alonejust tell me I ought to watch
INFOMERCIALS FOR LOV
Eand buy all of their trustsaturdays have shown us I'm notthe world's most talkative guyyou say it's finebut I can always try and answerwith amplified anger, andthen cry insidesomeone please make go home, I'mthe worst at being alonejust tell me I ought to watch
INFOMERCIALS FOR LOV
Eand buy all of their trust
Proverbial pants
Don't let this heart pollute youcross your legs and hope to die, 'causesaturday night was god's wayof telling me I ought toknow- proverbial pantsplease not againoh proverbial pantsplease not again
All i can do is warn youin some stupid-half wayplease tell me that you love mebut not too loudoh-proverbial pantsplease not again
DON'T COME TOO CLOSE CAUSE YOU'LL RUIN ITYOU'LL HOLD IT AGAINST MEINEVITABLYCONSEQUENTL
Ytell me what am i wearingwhen you think of me?this ought to be embarassingyou- not meoh-proverbial pantsplease not again
DON'T COME TOO CLOSE CAUSE YOU'LL RUIN ITYOU'LL HOLD IT AGAINST MEINEVITABLYCONSEQUENTLY The salty knowledge of tears
Somebody,take this love and run away'cause I don't careit is all i can say
I KEEP ON LOSING YOUAND FINDING YOU
Take me upstairs andinto your arms
Do not be deceived by my charms
I KEEP ON LOSING YOUAND FINDING YOU
That's why I fearall the salty knowledge of tears
Just shut your mouth and kiss mejust close your eyespunish yourself with a handkerchief
I don't reply
That's why I fearall the salty knowledge of tears
Flying without wings
If love ever comes barging in like that again,that's it, I'm calling security.
If time ever tries to pull one of those stunts again,you'd better believe, it ain't me, it ain't me.'cause everything you try to concealis everything you want to revealflying without wingsi wish i just couldn't feel a thingit goes to show: you never know More than thisguess i had it comingambition is my worst vicenext thing I knowtime is having it's way with meworking hard at putting skin on baloneyit all makes sense in some way i forget right nowsomehow i manage to foolmyself and everyone elsethat this is really justonly, maybe, only,just the meantimemeantimefrequent liar mileageas if I had a choicelimp to the edge of patienceand let yourself fallwearing out mirrorsall over the worldi hope i can get far playingair guitarin the meantimemeantimethere has to be more than thisthere has to be more than thissomehow i manage to foolmyself and everyone elsethat this is really justonly, maybe, only,just the meantimemeantimethere has to be more than this
Too many DJ'severybody wants to be the djeverybody thinks it's oh so easyyou think you belong and you come on strong,but I can still tell the right from the wrong.I could never be that kind of girlnobody takes the time to turnyou always act as if it's understood,but sweet revenge is finger-lickin' goodif only I could sell myselfthe way that even I would buyif only I could sell myselfthe way that even i would buy
Something's got to give'cause I don't know
Here's one thing how to understand meloneliness tastes like cotton candy.
You answer "I love you" with "I know",never check the messages on your answerphoneif only i could sell myselfthe way that even i would buy
Something's got to give'cause I don't know
Temptingly yours
Maybe I'm wrongbut I could've sworn
I saw your eye twitch.
Didn't object,what did you expect?
Now I have to tell you:
Don't come back to tempt me.I'm happy in my misery.
You asked what I did,I did what you asked,but I couldn't get itright from the startyou went for my heart,now i have to ask you
Don't come back to tempt me.I'm happy in my misery.
It was your idea in the first placeand I know it takes two but on certain days
I try not to think of how it would be if....I don't pretendto know where it endswish I could care less.
One time I cried morein 1994but that doesn't count I guess.
Scream
Like she was scream
I try to hearwhat's in my dreams
I gotta fear
I cannot breatheplease hold me tight
I try to feeldon't talk so fastthis radioactive shewhat she does to mecaught her inside, cuts like a knifeshe's like a scream to me
I'm not afraid
I cannot helpthere's no disguise, no alibieswhat do I think
I cannot saysomething about melike she was herethis radioactive shewhat she does to mecaught her inside, cuts like a knifeshe's like a scream to me
Funny
WASN'T IT SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY?
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