The fastest man in the world, fast asleep at the wheel Nobody wants to be alone, so how did I get, here When I look at you, I see him staring through
SR-71 She Was Dead From the minute that i met here she was different than the rest But i didn't hear her talking I was staring at her chest And I wish
I'm everything you know You wonder friend of foe I'm the burning in your throat when you swallow But you spit me out Your stomach full of doubt And still
i can be as humble as the next guy or i can blink and make you crumble from the inside i can be every nasty thing you ever dreamt a man could be cause
I confess it's all true. I'm a mess, what a fool Now what do i do? Chorus I need your help to get up from my knees I can't seem to see the forest for
She clings to me like cellophane Fake plastic submarine Slowly driving me insane But now that's over So what if the sex was great Just a temporary escape
well, i don't mean to piss you off with things i might say So when i try to shut my mouth they come out anyway So when i speak my mind, that's when we
Mitch allan, jeff reid, & dan garvin Last night i had a dream It wasn't about anything But it made me smile It made me scream We should take this
Mitch allan I'm one of those things you'll save forever, but never need. Like an old newspaper no one has time to read This child has grown into a dead
Mitch allan & kevin kadish I just can't seem to concentrate today It seems my mind is wandering away And all the things swimming through my head Fade
Mitch allan Once inside the door i check my face in the mirror, As i look past this lonely minute Was this the ride worth waiting for I'm scared to
Mitch allan & john shanks Staring down from 30,000 feet above the planet She gets the sense nothing's behind her anymore Her quest for fame has left
i'm not afraid to go backwards fix what we broke My gaze falls behind, you make desire seem so easy I hold off sleep, it's so silent without you here
Mark beauchemin, mitch allan, & jeff reid Alone again tonight In this empty time The sound in my head The sight leaves me blind I'll write a million
Mitch allan & mark beauchemin All she's asking is for a little more time, To walk away from his anger and leave the bruises far behind She won't talk
(I) always that I was the cool kid class-clown Thats until you called me last year's loudmouth Now I'm full of these modern day self-doubts Got me feeling
You like when we go fast So my foot's on the brake Used to be my girl But now you're just my worst mistake You don't see it, not a subtle change Makes
Love I get so lost, sometimes Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart When I want to run away I drive off in my car But whichever way I go I come
