I'd be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave But I want you to know that I've had no love like your love You know it is twelve o'clock in Soho, baby It's gin o'clock where I wake up, I don't

How come I always get a hard time Honey when it comes to you Tell me what'd I do Sayin' things that you didn't have to If we can't get along we oughtta be apart And I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heart Set me free, sign my release I'm

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine So welcome to the machine Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been You've been in the pipeline, filling in time Provided with toys and 'scouting for boys' You brought a guitar to punish your ma

It's what I feel about you It's what I feel about you, babe Which way do you recommend? They can know me by heart, my friend Don't we always go too far? Never knowing where we will end Thought I needed some medicine But this is how I always been 'Cause

Oh, I hate this feeling You don't feel like home You don’t feel like home It's been a while since we crossed paths I thought i saw you in an hourglass I’m not sure where the time is gone But I know it's been too long We used to say we'd never change Now

You thought it was over but it's just like before Will there never be an end to the Indian wars? Out in the desert where the wind never stops A few simple people try to grow a few crops Trying to maintain a life and a home On land that was theirs before

I'm somewhere between love I got feelings I don't trust I'm right in between love But maybe I need ya 'Cause it's harder than I thought Maybe I need ya But you always want too much Oh, fuck it, I need ya

It's where you ought to be That's where it's ought to be Right here next to me Feel the chills in the summer time, hopped and go Something happens to the weather, when you go I'm tired of shake take em to heaven Love me, hate me, any better Doing what it

I been drifting along In the same stale shoes In the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation Loose ends tying a noose When I wake up Someone will

There's nowhere I'd rather be than here with you, you, you There's no place I'd rather be Show me how you feel Let me know it's real tonight, oh Musique progressive Thoughts of you running through my head As I lie awake in my bed Know you want this,