Young and wild like they said we should've never been And still a child filling those nights with grown up sin I burned up some cars, burned down some hearts Just to call myself a man I might not do it the same but I'd do it all again Just stay young and

You can't be everybody's cup of tea Some like it bitter, some like it sweet Nobody's everybody's favorite, so you might as well just make it how you please You can't be, everybody's cup of tea Maybe your jacket is a hand-me down Maybe you slept with half

I heard a voice callin' out to me Might've been a vision might've been a dream It said some things will come and some will go We're only here a moment don't you know I don't claim to have all the answers And I've got my share of questions But if I don't

I still hear you sing my sweet love Evelyn In fact I'm so lonely I Dance with delusional angels of sin Kill false demons you might kill false angels too That's not what we wanna do Evelyn visions in the sky, all on my shoulder, all in my mind In fact I'm

For a better day And we sang our song for the little thing Running it down the line Wish you could find that love is a fragile thing Magic calm from a pretty thing Maybe it might be time I saw your face Magic calm, but the joy you bring Paint on a

With that ole devil called love Build me up, tear me down Till I'd be so bewildered I wouldn't know what to do Might as well give up the fight again I know darn well he'll convince me That he's right again When he sings that siren song I just gotta tag

All or nothing at all Half a love, never appealed to me If your heart, never could yield to me Then I'd rather (rather) have nothing at all If it's love, there is no in between Why begin then cry, for something that might have been No I'd rather (rather)

When light goes down, I see no reason For you to cry. We've been through this before In every time, in every season, God knows I've tried So please don't ask for more. Can't you see it in my eyes This might be our last goodbye Carrie, Carrie, things they

We could just run them red lights We’re going to make it now Don’t ever turn around Nobody else needs to know Where we might go There ain’t no reason to stay We’ll be light years away What are we waiting for Blacked out,

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string I'd say that I had spring fever But I know it isn't spring I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing Oh, why should I have Spring