I lied and told her I loved her She didn't care but anyway I told her we'd still be friends And she didn't care but anyway I tried last week for to call
The sun is warm as the day is long I just got the feeling I can do no wrong I've got a long way to walk, can't afford my next meal I tell a few lies but
men But when I think of what I missed it starts all again Now alone in the darkness of each new day My heart is on its own I wanna rip it from my chest
Well, here I am in a roadside stew You're checking to see if I'm alright I'm looking up at you, well, I'm okay I've been here before You know I have an
I've been took again So give me room I'm gonna watch you Gonna watch you fall like a tower of cards, cards I'm gonna watch you Gonna watch you fall
I really hope so Well, here it is... Rich man smells smoke, he smells something burning green Doesn't like the odor, better put some badges on the scene Put a blue
Gina, Gina, don't you cry I'm saying, Gina, Gina, wonder why? I said, wonder why? Gina, Gina, dance all night I said, Gina, Gina, feel all right Gina
Sweet talking hippie Cross your killing floor, baby Gonna come a little closer Cause you know I want more, baby Don't run off Don't you be afraid of
Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You, you
Met my woman on a mountain side Looking to get warmer, needed a place to hide She called me in as that day grew long Lay by the fire, that love, love
I'm mulling it over, thoughts at a grasp You know I'm taking it in now, so much, so fast I'm riding a feeling into deeper seas I can't seem to fret now
win again Dreams we dreamed at night were never meant to come to life I can't understand the ease she pulled away her hand This time in my life I was hurt enough to care I guess from
Once upon a midnight dearie I woke with something in my head I couldn't escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestant
I walk right by him and he's freezing his ass off He could be dead I'm supposed to walk away I won't remember a thing come the summertime Handful of quarters
