I wear you like a new tattoo And I'll be so happy that I'm stuck with you And we cannot deface in any weather But now it's all making sense The design, the desire, I don't wanna remove You're the kind of thing that I could love forever I wear it like a

Hurts my soul, babe, when I find you feeling rough. Life is so bad, baby, when I find the key to love. I never realized that you were in pain. I want to help you honey, let me see you again. Put a smile on your face and dry away your tears. Life is bound

I'm not about to be another victim Of the video girl syndrome Video girl who rocked my world For a whole two seconds And now I know Of the video girl (syndrome) Get out of my face Get out of my space Get some class and kiss the past

On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) From yesterday From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, it calls him From yesterday, it's coming But he doesn't want to read the message (But he doesn't want to read the message) He's a stranger to

We were born to fly To reach beyond the sky To carry on forever after You keep my faith alive With you I'm not afraid To rise and fall and face disaster Hello again You've been alone awhile

I ain't gonna get dressed up, just to be your clown Ain't gonna paint this pretty face, like you paint the town I ain't wastin' good mascara, just to watch it runnin' down I could spend an hour on my makeup and my hair Shoes to tall, dress to small, and

Well, as a child I mostly spoke inside my head I had conversations with the clouds, the dogs, the dead And they thought my broken, that my tongue was coated lead But I just couldn't make my words make sense to them If you only listen with your ears I

This time has gotta be our last time Here we are again going in this cheap place What if was seen by a friend and they recognize our face We both know that it's wrong we both should be at home I know that you want me just as much as I want you You've got

I'm just a soiled dirty boy, Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading, Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face, Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away, With my love, That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my

I won't show my face here anymore But even if we won't admit it to ourselves We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else These streets are yours, you can keep them All that's left behind I don't want them They pull me back, and I surrender To