Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog
You say you love me;
And you're thinkin' of me,;
But you know you could be wrong.
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
People tell me it's a sin;
To know and feel too much within.
All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect
People on the platforms;
Waiting for the trains;
I can hear their hearts a-beatin';
Like pendulums swinging on chains
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got;
Seen better times, but who has not?
And you never ask questions;
When God's on your side.
Everybody must get stoned.
Let me ask you one question;
Is your money that good
you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,;
It's done with a flick of the wrist.
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
Searching for my double, looking for;
Complete evaporation to the core
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
Whatever you wanted;
Slipped out of my mind
He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much;
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
