The past is dead. I walk the funeral march and I will make my peace. There's parts of me that are lost forever. At least we're all lost together. I'll show you my hurt and I'll show you my heart. A life lost in the dark. Our skin, it shows, these

Just don't wake daddy Sled dogs after dinner Close their eyes on The howlin' wastes Kurt Cobain, reincarnated, Sighs and licks his face Then they drift past strips Of Serengeti and the gates Of Sleepy Hollow too

Riding on the Metro You were passed as shallow word It isn't passed there's still a hurt I'm alone, sitting with my broken glass My four walls follow me through my past I was on a Paris train I emerged in London rain And you waiting there swimming

Boot scootin' boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Yeah heel toe do si do Come on baby let's go boot scootin' Oh cadillac blackjack baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky tonk

Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life Sitting on the sea Soaking up the sun He is a real lover And making up the past Feeling up his girl

I won't look back Cause by the time that I do you'll be gone I won't have words By the time that I do you'll be gone I won't wake up To the sound of your feet Walking down the hall Like a soft heartbeat I won't wake up On a past so long On the things

Yeah, the cash came, I ain't trippin' on a past flame Even if they were dimes, you know how many 10's want my last name? Is this the rap game or high school politics? Bars could be on Maury 'cause they got a little pop in it' Before I show up, that's

I took a course in hallelujah I went to night school for the blues I took some stuff they said would cool ya But nothing seemed to light my fuse But it's all in the past Like a check that's in the mail She was a tall whiskey glass I was an old hound dog

I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight And I want a Sunday kind of love I want a a love that's on the square Can't seem to find somebody Someone to care And I'm on a lonely

I fall in love too easily I fall in love too fast And I fall in love too terribly hard For love to last My heart should be well schooled 'Cause I've been fooled Oh I've been fooled by you in the past I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's