: Be sure to call out my name so I can find you at the tip of my tongue spiting down my throat and into my lungs every lover that you loved until another
: The road lies ahead And I stand, I see All these years has been hard to me Remembering you, how it used to be [Bridge:] I've followed my dreams and
The smell of incense It fills the air inside this room The Casa Blanca love Shirt about the floor A casket lined with pills And a bitter taste of absence
Standing here with a tale to tell I might as well tell to you Nothing near Wagnerian As Terminator Two It's an old one about a little dirt farm girl
[Headline:] "Murder, young girl killed Desperate shooting at Echoe`s hill Dreadful ending, killer died Evidently suicide" A witness heard a horrifying
Be sure to call out my name so I can find you at the tip of my tongue spiting down my throat and into my lungs every lover that you loved until another
I know all your faces but not all your names you stand up front at all the shows, together we hang out, support all the bands! We keep the scene alive
call me. You're not as clever as you think you are. Is this the case? Your run of the mill? Your worst mistake? I'll stand upon this firing squad, Until
The hard times are getting harder it's colder where you are you wonder would it kill me to call i've already made you too many promises i never meant
: [Headline:] "Murder, young girl killed Desperate shooting at Echoe`s hill Dreadful ending, killer died Evidently suicide" A witness heard a horrifying