I saw some photos of a happy family, Hanging up on the thrift shop wall, I paid the man and I brought them back home, I feel better now when they dont
Eight lives left, One chapter down, Still nothing new, In this old town, I'd like to spend at least one life with you, Eight lives left, And a heart
, I'd jump right in the and sink away from here, Poor river, empty river, I'm feeling just like you, I'm feeling just like you, Walkin' by the LA river, Steping on broken
It's really more than I can say, Lookin' at this tower, Angels are off duty and asleep, In these wee hours, And there's no place I can go, And the noise
Well, I'll rise above, once I forget, What it was like then before we met, I had no dreams, There was no plan, You see it's just that I am, A most unpleasant
, I shouldn't have gone by, But what could I do? I've never known anyone, Who was quite like you, Life ain't very easy, When you''ve got a permenent broken
said she could keep, Okay, She's taking back her umbrella, Well that's alright with me, Oh why, I feel like I'm a fighter, Who only wins despite my broken
She hides in the library reading Henry Miller books, 'Til they flash the lights, its time to go, When she was a little kid she said, Dad, I don't know
Don't know why, She thinks she loves him, Don't go cry, He's just a toy, She calls it only love, Her love is not pure, She loves a Puppet, She loves
Tarot cards said I'm already dead, Crystal ball fell down on my head, Tenderness, if I want it I pay, My true love and she threw it away, But, I can
was going to be this way, Me down here, Well look at all of the things I try to do, Every day's another day, but nothing else is new, Everything I see is broken
So what are you gonna do about me? I been hangin' 'round a while, Trading books and knowing glances, I tought I'd stick around, but it really ain't my
Tomorrow I'll be nine, And everything ill be the same, Tomorrow I'll be nine, It's only gonna be another day, They're always looking at me funny, I'
Played every record that I own to date, but the only thing I cared about got away, She was a walking work of art, I am a broken wind-up-toy, I thought
