We never made it through the winte… And how I long to see you in the… With a birth of a new moon And flowers coming into bloom I bet you look beautiful in the sp…

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

Fish Stank Wofting over The shore banks Lofting Within my lungs

Dress up in your Sunday bestest Collared shirts and black dresses Break the bread pass the cup Drink the wine And get in touch

Outta my head Gotta getcha outta my head Outta my head Gotta getcha outta my head Those looks you had

You ooh ooh oooh Should know by now Should know by now That I eee I eee I eee Won’t stop

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

I must confess I am a mess Sleepless And Restless

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

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.

Well, it’s mind over matter. And, if I don’t mind it don’t matter. No, I’m never gonna make

Bright April Earth Begins To unsettle Shedding away

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

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