Cold Coffee Cigarettes Dirty Fingernails Messy hair Itchy beard

Tick Tick Tock Goes the beat Of the clock

I think I’m falling Falling Falling Falling for her I think I’m falling

Run, run, run away Gotta get away Believe me when I say Run, run, run, away Gotta get away

Jezebel Oh Jezebel She lures me to her room. She casts her spell And boy I’m swooned,

You were never any good for me. And I was never any good for you. But I loved you any way. You’re a bad habit. And I’m your addict.

HERE THERE ANYWHERE

I feel like an interstate median Heavy traffic on both sides of me People coming People going People pushing

It’s hotter than a two dollar pist… Sharper than a thorn and thistle And no one can whistle Cause thier thoats are dry In this deep fried

You were my first You were my last You were my worst You were my best Over you

You sold out to the masses Now a product of your environment Mass production Manican If you could do it all over

Stumbling around With my eyes closed I never found love at all Until I read The cryptics on the wall

A boy who writes poetry is a boy i… A girl named folk leads to trouble When you run with the devil You gonna get burned Silly boy