I asked you for a ride
I was lonely
And hoping to
George died in the fifth grade
No one ever knew why
He
It only hurts me when I'm awake
It seems to die
Well I knew a dealer, dan, and he'd say
"don't worry
She was a faker, I was a fool
I tried to
Way down in soho town
Where the lovely people love to
I heard nothing but the empty slap of words
That was
This town's got to shake down to its roots
An' I
I'm not immune so I commune
With the objects in my
I guess I make my way okay, I guess I
