well you got your endurance
make sure that its working
stay a little longer
show her your worth it
a list of understandings
and arguements is inside, while
every hip girl i know these days
likes Suicide.
i was beat with an elder stick
crooking my neck, but i grew with it
in Southern California, where we re all cheering
for ya.
there s always fog at this height
with all the ghosts you swear you d need
the ones condeming who you ll be,
i ll be the one setting the free
but you can t tell them from me.
break yourself
it won t hurt a bit
even always cold, you re never used to it
and, oh, the winter is for ya
to help you adore her
but i miss your understanding
and all was had was this time, you told me
everything that i believe will save me tonight.