I went to your house I walked up the stairs And I opened your door without the ringing the bell Walked down the hall Into your room where I could smell
I wouldn't have compromised as much So much of myself for fear of Having you hating me I would've sung so loudly It would've cracked myself! I became
And there are no strings attached. You owe me nothing for giving the love that I give. You owe me nothing for caring the way that I have. I give you
I want you to know that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me Would she go down on
If I make alot of tinsel then people will want to If I am hardened no fear of further abandonment If I am famous then maybe i'll feel good in this skin
We said good - bye with so much left to say We knew inside we'd find another way We'll have it all, it's not too late to try Maybe you and I could go
A downtown caf?Saturday evenin' and the Place is about to be closed I'm meeting my baby Yeah and order my hundreath cup of coffee today My hands are shakin
You like snow but only if it's warm You like rain but only if it's dry No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor No fundamental excuse
We would stay and respond and expand and include and allow and forgive and Enjoy and evolve and discern and inquire and accept and admit and divulge and
burn the books they've got too many names and psychoses all this incriminating evidence would surely haunt me if someone broke into my house suits in
Dear matthew I like you a lot I realize you're in a relationship with someone right now and I respect that I would like you to know that if you're ever
Dear matthew I like you alot I realise you're in a relationship with someone right now And I respect that I would like you to know that if you're ever
I had disengaged to avoid being totaled I would run away and say good riddance, soon enough I had grown disgusted by your small - minded ceiling Imagine
Like anyone would be I am flattered by your fascination with me Like any hot - blooded woman I have simply wanted an object to crave But you, you're not
CHORUS: Always too hot never too cold You make your best shot too hot to hold Never too young Never too old You gotta go for gold Hey boy you wanted
These are the thoughts that go through my head In my backyard on a sunday afternoon When I have the house to myself and I am not Expending all that energy
There are worse things I could do, than go with a boy or two Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy and no good I suppose it could be true, but
Standing there on a road that leads to anywhere Like a child left in the wilderness, standing there penniless Wanting to be the best Here's a place where
