you speak of love
but you ain't no lover
you were a
don't wanna be a martyr in this war
don't wanna hear
i'm coming from a long line of pain
my family suffered
I've been working on a night train
Drinking coffee, taking cocaine
I'm
A thousand empty windows
And only half the lights are out
I
i don't know if i can do this alone
oh after
farewell my sweet
well the time that was coming
the road has
Go ahead baby, run away again
I’m growing tired of chasing
sweet pea
apple of my eye
don't know when and i don't
it ain't no jive
i was burning alive
whenever you walk in
Saturday night, my head is spinning.
I wonder who's heart I've
farewell my sweet
well the time that was comin the road
