Crossed wires inspire a subtle sting
|
Stop when you've spoken a mouthfull
|
Stop when you choke it down
|
Sold when you have expensive tastes
|
I bit this silver tounge
|
And it tasted bittersweet
|
And if I'm lost for words I'll say it one more time
|
I told 10,000 stories the one I heard last night
|
They'll hunt for the weakest one
|
And what have you, and what have you
|
There's smoke theres fire inside of me
|
I tried to put it out
|
I should've let it breathe
|
And I shut my eyes yet still I see
|
What you are running from
|
What are you running from?
|
And if I'm lost for words I'll say it one more time
|
I told 10,000 stories the one I heard last night
|
They'll meet under the boardwalk; they'll meet about midnight
|
Whisper sweet sweet words together
|
And then they'll say good bye
|
They tought no one could understand
|
They both had problems afraid to make demands
|
Trapped in a world they did not choose
|
Like a spirit caught on a runway
|
In a warm unending light
|
They'll hunt for the weakest one
|
And what have you, and what have you
|
They'll hunt for the weakest one
|
And what have you, and what have you
|
And if I'm lost for words I'll say it one more time
|
I told 10,000 stories the one I heard last night
|
They'll meet under the boardwalk; they'll meet about midnight
|
Whisper sweet sweet words together
|
And then they said goodbye
|
And then they said goodbye
|
And then they said goodbye
|
|
-----------------
|
Santa Cruz
|
| Lonely Kings |
