Maps won't show us where we're going All they are is just the boring facts Relax Maps won't show us where we're going Winding lines in abstract drawings, tracks Leaving tracks All the plans we wrote...
I'm a hill and you're the broken wheel We may make it down but it won't be pretty Row your little boat ashore And talk like you know it all Tall tales of a girl whose shadow was her sun I'm the needle...
I made a nasty habit of throwing it out there right away Trying to pull in closer as I tried to push away I'm not looking for sex but all I get is love It seems like a petty complaint but it's enough...
Hey don't look down it's not what it's cracked up to be No keep it together tight-rope walking in all kinds of weather New punks don't live in seventy-seven Not watching shadows on the wall About time...
You've got your eyes on the road There's too many cooks in the kitchen Too many kings on the throne How can I make it clear I am not the wrecking ball How can I make you understand That you are your...
The city's just barely awake For the two-way and parade Drive around for a dark place Glimmer of the street lamp on your face And your face I only love you for your car Yeah I only love you for your...
Sometimes when you're going down you're going down no matter what. So find the deepest well you can and climb on it and wait it out. Sometimes when you find you're missing everything that once was...
Laisse ton numéro là où je peux le trouver Qu'avons nous à perdre C'est pas fini simplement parce que c'est fini Il nous reste une histoire Si je m'en vais c'est pas parce que je veux partir J'aurais...
Always want what you don't understand One hand in the jar and a jar on the hand Don't have to go very far Looking for trouble Cheeks puff out with the lies in your mouth You're lying in it now as...
Here you are, old flame Your tongues all twisted with words you can't say You think you've got troubles, that's just life Well, I'd hate to be the one to say it You're coming on over on the number...