Was the worst of times
Rings so much truer to me
Sometimes I want it so bad
I refuse to believe it ain't ever gonna happen for me
It's a tale that's to good to believe
Simple man says simple things
Don't know what else I can bring
I wrote you a note in my blood, then licked my wounds
Still think that I died in the womb
It was the best of times
Still get choked up on that line
A friend of mine said, I'll sleep when I'm dead
And I pray that's true
I'm tired and I'm through
Baby, why don't we just turn that TV off?
Three hundred fifteen channels of nothing but bad news on
Well, it might be me but the way I see it
The whole wide world has gone crazy
So baby, why don't we just dance?
I went stumbling through the fog trying to find a reason for the things I told her
She woke up sunny side down and I was still thinking I was too proud to flip her over
Between the champagne hand jobs and the kissing ass by everyone involved
Cocaine rich comes quick and that's why the small dicks have it all
… Don't wanna close my eyes I don't wanna to fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you (even when I dream)
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby And I don't wanna miss a thing
Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent
He's probably wondering what I'm doing getting in an ambulance
The paramedic thinks I'm clever cause I play guitar
I think she's clever cause she stops people dying
Anaphylactic and super-hypocondriactic
Should've stayed in bed today
I much prefer the mundane
I take a hit from
An asthma puffer
I do it wrong
I was never good at smoking bongs
I wanna make you hungry, then I wanna feed ya
I wanna paint your face like you're my Mona Lisa
I wanna be a champion, I wanna be a loser
I'll even be a clown 'cause I just wanna amuse ya
I wanna be your sex toy, I wanna be your teacher
I wanna be your sin, I wanna be your preacher
I wanna make you love me, then I wanna leave ya
We were boxing, we were boxing the stars
We were boxing, you were swinging from Mars
And then the water reached the west coast
And took the power lines, the power lines And it was me and you
And the whole town underwater
There was nothing we could do
It was dark blue
Dark blue, dark blue,
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room? Well I'm here with you
I'm probably going on and on
It seems I'm doing more of that these days
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt so bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh, you left so fast
Sometimes I see you standing there
Sometimes it's like I'm losing touch
Sometimes I feel that I'm so lucky to have had the chance to love this much
God gave me a moment's grace
'Cause if I never see your face
I probably wouldn't be this way
'Cause it's the first of May, first of May
Outdoor fucking starts today
So bring your favorite lady
Or at least your favorite lay
The water's not cold baby dip in your big toe
Maybe I'll see you in flagrante delicto
Grass below you, sky above
Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called fucking outside
Mayday, mayday, the ship is slowly sinking
They think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling
They're all around me circling like vultures
They wanna break me and wash away my colors
Wash away my colors
Take me high and I'll sing
Oh, you make everything okay, okay, okay (okay, okay, okay)
We are one and the same
Oh, you take all of the pain away, away, away (away, away, away)
Save me if I become my demons
"What started as a whisper
slowly turned into a scream
searching for an answer
where the question is unseen
I don't know where you came from
and I didn't know where you've gone
old friends became old strangers
between the darkness and the dawn"
"I listen to a whisper
slowly drift away
silence is the loudest
parting in words you never say
I put, I put your world
into my veins
and now a voiceless symphony
is all that remains"
I'm still drunk and hot, wide awake breathing hard
And now, in just one year's time I've become jealous, rail thin, prone to paranoia when I'm stoned
If this isn't true love someone oughta put me in a home
Oh, I must've been a fool back then
To lose somethin' that you can't have again
I've done all that I know to do
And second-guess my every move
I can't help but wonder how it might have been
If I had two dozen roses
And an older bottle of wine
If I really could've hung the moon
Would it change your mind?
If I could cry a little harder
And get a little less sleep at night
If I had two dozen roses
Would it change your mind?
Don't you just wanna wake up, dark as a lake?
Smelling like a bonfire, lost in a haze?
If you're drunk on life, babe, I think it's great
But while in this world
I think I'll take my whiskey neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You're too sweet for me
You're too sweet for me