Autor: Letras de Canciones – Lyrics

Entertain me for the tenth hour in a row again anesthetize me with your gossip and many random anecdotes and fill every hour with activity or ear candy drop me off at intersections in any city metropolitan and keep me

you’ll rescue me right? in the exact same way they never did I’ll be happy right? when your healing powers kick in you’ll complete me right? then my life can finally begin I’ll be worthy right? only when you realize

Sometimes is never quite enough If you’re flawless, then you’ll win my love Don’t forget to win first place Don’t forget to keep that smile on your face Be a good boy Try a little harder You’ve got to measure

Every time you raise your voice I see the greener grass Every time you run for cover I see this pasture Every time we´re in a funk I picture a different choice Every time we´re in a rut This distant

I am the biggest hypocrite I´ve been undeniably jealous I have been loud and pretentious I have been utterly threatened I´ve gotten candy for my self-interest the sexy treadmill capitalist heaven forbid I be criticized heaven forbid I be ignored

Who Who am I to be blue Look at my family and fortune Look at my friends and my house Who Who am I to feel deadend Who am I to feel spent Look at my health and my money

I don’t want to be the filler if the void is solely yours I don’t want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don’t want to be the bandage if the wound is

Reborn and shivering Settled on new terrain Unsure, unkind, insane It’s faint and shaken Chorus: Day one, day one Start over again Step one, step one I’m barely making sense For now I’m faking it ‘Til I’m psuedo-making it From

I rather face all on top of my face I am the perfect target screen For your blindly fueled rage I bare the brunt of your long buried pain I don´t mind helping you out But I want you to

Dear momma’s boy I know you’ve had your butt licked by your mother I know you’ve enjoyed all that attention from her And every woman graced with your presence after Dear narcissus boy I know you’ve never really apologized for

I´ve never been this accountable-less and within I´ve never known focusless-ness on any form I´ve never had this lack of ache for dalliance To let go and let god in ways I have never even imagined I declare a moratorium

What’s the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day As you place the don’t disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You never seem to want to dance anymore It’s a

We share a culture same vernacular Love of physical humor and time spent alone You with your penchant for spontaneous events For sticky and raspy, unearthed and then gone You are a gift promised sent with a wink With tendencies

dear dar(lin?) your mom (my friend) left a message on my machine she was frantic saying you were talking crazy that you wanted to do away with yourself I guess she thought I´d be a perfect resort because we´ve had