Who am I? Why am I living? Where am I going? Life has become stupid and purposeless, Nothing makes sense anymore. The questions I had when I came to college
Watch the snow fall, make some phone calls Spend your whole life trying to put your heart back... Trying to put your heart back together. Trying to put
(Hit it!) It sounds crazy but it just might work, It sounds crazy but it just might work. I know it sounds crazy, man! I know it sounds crazy. I know
This is long division, This is long division, This is long division. This is only a maybe, Just half of a story This half of the message, Lost in the
Park your car on the lawn, Their parents are gone To Boca Raton for the weekend. I'm in Bradley's garage With the rakes and the saws Waiting for the
Where am I gonna land? In the palm of someone's hand. I should have known that the good part was over, that you would leave at the end of the summer.
Go out, come back smelling like a sad song Spilt drinks, bar smoke, And all that conversation To find you somebody to smother. Take me please, I'm in
Suddenly the movie takes a bitter turn She's in danger, we learn. He's on board and hiding with a loaded gun, but it's ten against one. It's just the
Shiv! I can tell by your eyes that you're already bored, Cuz you're scanning for exits and cursing the Lord and the company's not who you'd wished it
Do you want to end this way? Happy endings make me feel out of place. Can't you make a little scene? Throw my shit out from your room to the street...
How many times have I felt down inside The need to be loved by you? I wanted to show you how good it could be If you would only show a little interest
Come on Eileen Come on Eileen Poor old Johnny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio Moved a million hearts in mono Our mothers cried Sang along, who'd blame
More please and thank you More please and thank you Introducing the Celtic Soul Brothers and featuring the Strong Devoted Ladies and gentlemen, would
I'll show you them now, those boys without cares Who'd swapped dirty pictures and talked during prayers They grew up with wisdom they'd stored from 'Those
What's that? What's that on the start? Let's get this straight from the start, Who's that? Who's that? What's his part? Tell him come back tomorrow and
Nobody tells you, you end up knowing Bad habits, you should sleep alone Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel? 'Coz you're the voice of experience
And then the same things come from us And then the same things come from us Old have memories to keep the cold away What is that you say? No sense to
Pure, this must be, it has to be Pure, let's make this pure (Do you mean it?) Yes I do (Then let's sing it) Certainly, but first bare your hearts And