One more set, baby, you'll survive
Just play guitar, don't look
I woke up dead today
And what's worse, I didn't care
I
She invites me to a closet, the night glows in
It's a life, working lanes with his wife
Hand in hand,
Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device
To remember how
She sits and stares into her mixed drink
Telling everyone she's
The projector's on, these lights are off
She's teaching the colors
I sit here patiently, I'm waiting for another pose
Looking straight
I don't know why they call us park ave.
does anybody
» More on Park Ave.