I still owe money to the money to the money I owe I'm on a bloodbuzz I'm on a blood, buzz Stand up straight at the foot of your love I lift my shirt up I was carried to Ohio in a swarm of bees Lay my head on the hood of your car I'll take it too far I

When there's no sign of a love in sight. With only one desire. To find some lasting comfort in the arms of a lovers fire. Driven by a desperate hunger. To the dark of the neon light. The heart is a lonely hunter. Oh, the heart is a lonely hunter. She

God only knows why we were born to burn He doesn't fucking love us The sons and daughters that you wished to forget A desperate picture of God's regret Are we perfect mistakes? Or almighty fuck ups? One thing's for sure, he doesn't fucking love us

I put one foot in front of the other one, oh oh oh I don’t need a new love or a new life just a better place to die In front of the other one I'm standing in Brooklyn just waiting for something to happen I can’t help but love thinking that everyone

In the land of a billion lights The city of angels Lost in the city of angels Down in the comfort of strangers, I Found myself in the fire burnt hills One life, one love, live There was truth, there was consequence, against you A weak defense, then

It's too late, she's gone. She's gone, yes she's gone. And I wonder does she know When she left me, it hurt me so. I need your love babe, please don't make me wait. Tell me it's not too late. It's too late, my baby's gone. Wish I had told her she was my

All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole Fade out again Immerse your soul in love Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will

Love for sale Appetising young love for sale When the only sound in the empty street Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town That

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Then he'll be a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Remember me to one who lives there He once was a true love of mine Tell him to make me a cambric shirt Without no seams nor needle work Tell him to

I trust you Don't ask, just do Your pass, want to? You get that (love with your touch pass) Baby, we know what it is I've been waiting all alone I ain't tryna play no games We can talk over the phone