In the someday what's that sound? Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still haven't had my fulfill Broken heart and broken bones Think about some capsules of horse pills One more quirky cliched phrase

'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I'm gonna give you my heart I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I see you 'Cause you light up the path I think I

And it's coming closer Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down Floor is crackling cold She took my heart, I think she took my soul With the moon I run Far from the carnage of the fiery sun Driven by the strangle of

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you Fill up my cup, don't ever stop coming Get up on top, I'll make it pop, honey It's hard times when nobody wants you It's a cold heart, when nobody holds you Don't you stop me, I will get what's coming to me I am

We grow, grow, older still Steady as the stars in the woods So happy-hearted And the warmth rang true inside these bones Hot sand on toes, cold sand in sleeping bags As the old pine fell we sang Just to bless the morning We grow, grow, happy as a new dawn

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

In the cold hard dirt that you throw down I don't want to watch you drive away in a black car To a new bar so you can find another Hopeless broken girl in a little black dress And you'll take her break her lay her heart to rest And I don't wanna be

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you Fill up my cup, don't ever stop coming Get up on top, I'll make it pop, honey It's hard times when nobody wants you It's a cold heart, when nobody holds you Don't you stop me, I will get what's coming to me I am

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

We hold each other When the days get short Something happens when I hold her She keeps my heart from getting older and the nights get a little bit colder I miss the words we used to say I miss the sounds of yesterday I miss the games we used to play like