I thought that i could fix these broken lines again. result of lives we tried, and tried so hard to forget. there's a space between what we want to say
your way 'Cause scrambled eggs, 'cause scrambled eggs Were all he'd let me bake He said, "Your trust is like a crust Too brittle and too thin" I said
Having visions of her long gone prince Memory drips, rain drops tip Towin' emptiness Intermixed with tears Like fears left unfixed Walls worn thin,
is tell them the true If you're fat you're fat, bitch, ain't nothing wrong with that Don't switch I'm, just telling you a fact Do you think you're thin
any price All of this for you All the spoils of a wasted life All of this for you All the world has closed her eyes Tired faith all worn and thin For
pushin' I'm wrestlin' with, I toss and twist Till finally I give in, damn I hate bein' addicted, only you would have predicted That I'd be torn and worn so thin
Slim I pimp plenty women Got to tip my hat to a ten Just been in too many run ins with dead ends Comparisons range from thick ones to thin Explosive
love was dead, I was writing papes but getting fuck all said, So I polished my shit until my knuckles bled, Treading thin ice and all I caught were chills
feels to be Me Having all these faces looking in to see Their eyes are white lit just like a torch To burn my soul which is thin and which is worn I
I'm wrong, will I still carry on and end up where I belong? I've never felt this way before, I've never come so close I've never worn so thin, I'm stepping
If this is public transportation What are you doing here? Royalty and people like thee Should queue up in the rear My patience has worn thin My tyres
Well, the band was on its final break When he came walking in The lies that showed more than his age He was drunk, worn and thin He sat down behind the
a lifetime's use. I've changed the locks and you can't have one. You, you know the other two. The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear;
minds for these messed up times And it's a thin thin line Separating his from mine I'm trying to keep focused on the righteous path 80 miles an hour with a worn
Lately I've been measuring Seems my time is growing thin Wind me up and watch me spin Watch me spin, watch me spin Skin and bones, skin and bones Skin
it's been a while You've gone your way And I've gone mine I wanted you to stay And spend more time Your photograph has been worn thin It's been worn
tip, don't paint your lips And don't bite, they're baiting you And don't cry 'cause they want you to Mama, I'm sleeping it off Worn thin from red lights
and over again, again See them scatter As weak promises shatter Used up all the second chances Given by the ones who matter Pathetic excuses Have all worn thin