(No one lives forever-ever-ever-ever-ever-ever) Wish you could see me when I'm lying in bed My eyes are blinded by your stars My blood is blushing so red (Oh my God) I can see you in my head again Arrows and bows will shoot me down again Arrows and bows

Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are

Oh my God I'm so strunk Stone drunk. Oh fuck Help me Lord I'm so strunk Fucked up. Love drunk Ah, love. Lovey, love, love, love, love, love, love Makes you feel so trippy! Like you're stoned and drunk at the same time Strunk! 24/7 baba You make me feel

I need your love Oh, my love, my darling I hunger for your touch Alone, lonely time And time can do so much Are you still mine? God speed your love to me Time goes by so slowly Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea

I've got to be that someone that you're with Oh god, I want to be that someone that you're with And I can talk about it all day long till I run out of breath But I still want to be that someone that you're with And I'm pacing by the phone 'Cause I hate

Crimson and clover, honey It's me, your little Venice bitch If you weren't mine, I'd be Jealous of your love Over and over, honey On the stoop with the neighborhood kids Signin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss Oh God, miss you on my lips Callin' out, bang

So precious, is yours, is mine Only one at a time I never wanna waste your time, my life And look at the time, my God My life, my life If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life

I need your love Oh, oh my love Oh my darling I've hungered for your touch A long and lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine God speed your love to me

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do