Suns collapse,
Planets die.
Clouds will gather,
To darken sky.
But you and I,
We have nothing. Salt has pepper,
Black has white.
Intrigue has boredom,
The day has night.
But you and I,
We have nothing. What was hidden,
Will be revealed.

You're what happens when models marry,
You're the kind of angel they produce.
Pale creature more sad than savage,
Heaven knows you're fireproof.
In an apartment with a dirty mirror,
You can still kiss you face goodbye. I want you,
I need you,
I want your skin u

We played tag in grade school,
You wanted to be it.
But chasin' boys was just a fad,
You crossed your heart, you'd quit.
When we grew up you traded,
Your promise for my ring.
Now just like back in grade school,
You're doing the same old thing. You'd better stop

This is a story about a boy called paul
And a show called good news week
About mikey and julie

Early morning
He wakes up
Knock, knock, knock
On the door
It's time for make-up
A perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for
And they go

"isn't he lo

You cry now because it's over,
But for me it never really began.
You're just like some drug,
That never quite kicked in.
You're like a good time that we both never had.
And I say, hey get used to this,
This feeling of being abused.
Though you'll hesitate,

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I think i did it again
I made you believe we're more than just friends
Oh baby
It might seem like a crush
But it doesn't mean that i'm serious

But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me

Just a perfect day,
Drink sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark, we'll go home
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo,
Then later a movie too, and then home. Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,

You're the woman in the church,
Talking to herself.
The NA AA,
Drinking to his health.
Your that manic depressive,
Laughing in the dark.
You're anyone who's born again,
And anyone who's marked. You're the one in the remainder bin,
The one they left alone.

I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style.
So I think I'll just act bored instead,
And contain the blood I would've shed. She makes me feel so ill at ease,
My heart is really on its knees.
But I keep a poker face so well,
That even mother

I was caught by your smile under a blushing moon,
You were the only one left there.
Words poured like wine over an open wound,
You were the only one left there.
With sky-borne blue-grey eyes,
Sky-borne blue-grey eyes. Pale light falls over a broken bed,
You were the

You look pretty,
You look pretty,
You look pretty smashed.
I dig it, yeah, I like it,
Yeah, I like it when you look like that.
Your make-up dissolving,
Your dress riding high.
You gotta like your habit, oh my. If we could just get our shit together,
Junkie

Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your heart to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower, and you its only seed. Its the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to