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I do get lonely
So many nights spent soaking beans
And listening to my ears
You are what you hear
You are what you hear
Dog
Sit up and run
White laced panties and calm it
Your body is warm, so is my vomit
Your body is warm, but I'm not cold
Hard to say
Let it go before it gets away
Hard to move
Standing next to you
He's a good dog
I can do whatever I want to him
'Cause it doesn't show
He doesn't know any better
Sit
Rub
Here, dog
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If you leave early, no one's coming out to get you
Once you're gone, we'll forget you were here, and there
I get up early, make a list and go on back to bed to dream
You're slicing up my face
You like my hair and that's all that matters
It's too early, bed of hands,
Still we can't fall asleep too long
And forget why we're here,
Not over there
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
Oh misery, what did I have if you didn't have me?
Oh misery, who can you move when you can't touch me?
Oh misery, who do you love if you didn't love me?
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
(Try me, I'm really not a whore)
It's not crazy anymore, every bus ride's such a bore
I miss that shiny downtown whore, that I was before
It's not crazy anymore
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Welcome to the Garden of Eden
Can you see even me, when I'm pushed
Call it a fall and lay all the blame on me
From where I'm standing, it's a long way down
Up here, at the top of a building,
Top of a mountain, top of a crowd
Watching all the people moving down there in their clothes
It's like they're hiding, but there's nothing left
That everybody doesn't already know
I feel alright; I'm not coming down
Until I remember, and I will remember
Where I'm standing, it's high enough,
I'm looking out over miles and miles of highway signs
Do you know how to get out when you run out
When you run out of reasons nights ago
Oh I will remember,
If I still remember the Garden of Eden,
You could see even me, when I'm pushed
Called it a fall and lay all the blame on me
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Too late today, for the sky to open
No living place lay here for the sky to fall
No one remembers when the wheel was broken
Made a rut so deep
Made a massive hole
Made a man so small
I don't want to see that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty head
I don't want to be that girl
Too late today, for an open moment
A stray temptation's all in her touch
And on the way, not a word was spoken
There's not much to say
Already gave some
Already gave too much
I don't want to see that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty head
I don't want to be that girl
Who can't get over it
Have been dumped and living it
And it shows
I don't want to see that girl
Always got something going wrong inside her pretty head
I don't want to be that girl
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Traded your bucket and bruises for a bag of bones
And a wardrobe of excuses
You live too hard, you look too good
And you're in my backyard,
Just like everybody said you would be
Greased by impostors
Plastic at the crust,
Orbiting lighter
You'd go too far if you could,
And you're in my backyard,
just like everybody said you would be
So let's get wired, I feel weak
Make it look so easy
Come on, come on freak
You're a liar, I'm a thief
And this will get you
If your baby gets down off, I'm listening
It gets so crowded in an empty place
Two eyeballs for every face
Three bodies hanging up a transient's cell
Six hands in the same hole
It gets so crowded in an empty place
Two eyes for every face
Three weary bodies hanging up one's soul
Six hands in the same hole
Everybody said you would be
Greased by impostors
Plastic at the crust
And I'm orbiting lighter
You live too hard, you look too good
And you're in my backyard,
Just like everybody said you would be
So let's get wired, I feel weak
Make it look so easy
Come on, come on
So let's get wired, I feel weak
Make it look so easy
Come on, come on freak
Let's get wired
In their house we're belching down some very nice words
Just to keep it brief, we'll get tomorrow as you win
(It's not really gonna' work I don't think.
Just play it anyway.)
Beautiful boy
What can I do
I told you
I told you
Beautiful boy
I know I never do what I want to
I want to
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Who deserves a pretty tangled dream
Green hillside, hands inside hands
I lay before you like unclaimed land
You drove your bulldozer over,
Wrote your name in the sand
I am new, watch the smoke move through
You've got this world, and the wine in your hand
So you drink it down, then you look at me
Offer me some watered-down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Who deserves a pretty tangled dream
Green hillside, hands inside hands
I lay before you like unclaimed land
Clear economic potential
You hung yourself in the sky frozen blue
My smile, a tattoo, you're happy, happy with what you've created
Tell me to choose like some big suit tycoon
Go on drink it down, look at me
Offer me some watered-down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Tell me you've been saving it for me
You used to shine, I can't find where you drink it down
Yeah, look at me, offer me a watered-down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Drink it down, look at me
And offer me some watered-down potion
Eau de toilette of devotion
Tell me you've been saving it for me
Tell me you've been saving it for me
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I know your ways, so when I tell you, "don't get crazy,"
But the last wall standing's down fell, daddy kicked it down
Your little sister's gonna' have a baby
I heard you're planning to drive into the desert
Hope you find a gypsy queen there
To make your body feel a little better
I heard some talk around the table
Heard someone say your name
They talk like you were a superstar
They know you for what you are
Do you really think it's wise
To try to push the sun back down before it rises?
I know you're used to winning
When are you going to get to choose the prizes?
You must get tired of standing on the outside
Watching the show, tired of all the useless conversation
You know how the boys like their little ladies
They like 'em silent: dead, dead quiet
Even though I know you don't believe in dreams
Don't even like to close your eyes
The other night there was a shot outside
You screamed in your sleep
You said "Help me, I'm still breathing. Oh Jesus, sweet Jesus, isn't this enough?"
It's been a long time you've been standing in line
Just like they've taught you
Waiting for the view, you'd learned in school
You were entitled to
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You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine
You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway
Lie on the floor, like so many before, being sure for the first time
You chose the right clothes to wear
You can burn your paper fingers in the ashtray
Drown your swollen lips in my ruby wine
You can shave your heavy head in my carpeted hallway
As you laugh to erase all the dirt in this place
Making sure for the last time together is nowhere
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Don't say this:
"Leave me with your brown boots behind the door and come to bed.
Everybody lies, I never said I'd be happy."
Don't say it, don't injure your mouth trying to show me
Where you've been
I've seen everything
You can't hide much behind the tomcat grin
Sad, sad tomcat
That's all it is, blood in your ears
Watching your feet while the song disappears
Don't save this
Put on your best suit, wash and go
Get out of my head
Everybody lies, but let's be happy
I am gorgeous, pink and skimpy
Let's be famous, let's be happy, and obnoxious
Thick and skinny, rich and famous
That's all it is, blood in your ears
Watching the moon while the sky disappears
That's all there is, that's all I know
Got a couple of friends, say I told you so
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