The whoops on my breath is a fear of death that makes such a man promiscuous, your mouth was dry like you're about to lie, and her lips are so luscious...
I took the money, I spiked your drink, you miss too much these days if you stop to think, you led me on with those innocent eyes, you know I love the element of surprise, in the garden I was playing the tart, I kissed your lips and broke your heart, you- you were acting like it was the end of the world...
You're dangerous cos you're honest, you're dangerous, you don't know what you want, well you leave my heart empty as a vacant lot, for any spirit to haunt, You're an accident- waiting to happen, you're a piece of glass- left there on the beach, well I tell you things I know I'm not supposed to, then you leave me just out of reach...
The men who love you you hate the most, they pass right through you like a ghost, they look for you, but your spirit is in the air, baby- you're nowhere...
It's no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help, it's no secret a liar won't believe anyone else, they say a secret is something that you tell one other person, so I'm telling you- child...
Nothing much to say I guess, just the same as all the rest, I've been trying to throw my arms round the world, and a woman needs a man, like a fish needs a bicycle, when you're trying to throw your arms around the world...
You bury your treasure where it can't be found, but your love is like a secret that's been passed around, there is a silence that comes to a house, where no one can sleep, I guess it's the price of love, I know it's not cheap...
And you can swallow or you can spit, you can choke on it, or throw it up, and you can dream- so dream out loud, you know that your time is coming round, so don't let the bastards grind you down...
Love is blindness, I don't want to see, won't you wrap the night around me?
Watching your bright blue eyes in the freeze frame, I've seen them so many times, I feel like I must be your best friend, you're lookin so fine, so fine, oh my, dressed up like a lovely day, oh babyface, babyface...
Green light, seven eleven, you stop in for a pack of cigarettes, you don't smoke, don't even want to, hey now check your change, dressed up like a car crash, the wheels are turning but you're upside down, you say when he hits you, you don't mind, because when he hits you, you feel alive, is that what it is? Red light-grey morning, you stumble out of a hole in the ground, a vampire or victim, it depends on who's around...
You're a precious stone, you're out on your own, you know everyone in the world, but you feel all alone...
Some days you work- most days you're lazy, some days you feel like a bit of a baby, looking for Jesus and his mother, some days are better than others...
I have a lover, a lover like no other, she got soul, soul, sweet soul, and she teach me how to sing, shows me colours when there's none to see, gives me hope when I can't believe, that for the first time, I feel love, I have a brother, when I'm a brother in need, I spend my whole time running, he spends his running after me, when I feel myself going down, I just call and he comes around, but for the first time, I feel love...
I don't know you, and you don't know the half of it, I had the starring role- I was the bad guy who walked out, they say be careful where you aim, because where you aim, you just might hit, you can hold onto something so tight, you've already lost it, dragging me down, that's not the way it used to be, you can't even remember- what I'm trying to forget...
I'm not afraid of anything in this world, there's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard, I'm just trying to find a decent melody, a song that I can sing in my own company...
A star lit up like a cigar, strung out like a guitar, maybe you can educate my mind, explain all these controls, can't sing but I've got soul, the goal is elevation...
Home- hard to know what it is if you never had one, Home- I can't say where it is, but I know I'm going, Home- that's where the hurt is...
In the summer I can taste the salty sea, there's a kite blowing out of control on a breeze, I wonder what's gonna happen to you, you wonder what has happened to me...
In a little while, I won't be blown by every breeze, Friday night running to Sunday on my knees, that girl, that girl- she's mine, and I've known her since- since she was a little girl with Spanish eyes, when I saw her in a pram they pushed her by, my how you've grown, well it's been- been a little while...
I'm still standing, I'm still standing where you left me, I'm still growing wild, with everything tame around me...
When the night is someone else's, and I'm trying to get some sleep, when my thoughts are too expensive, to ever want to keep, when there's all kinds of chaos, and everyone is walking lame, you don't even blink now, do you, don't even look away...
Grace - She carries the world on her hips, no champagne flute for her lips, no twirls or skips between her fingertips, she carries a pearl in perfect condition,what once was hurt, what once was friction, what left a mark- no longer stains, because grace makes beauty out of ugly things, grace finds beauty in everything, grace finds goodness in everything...
Looking for the one, but you know you're somewhere else instead, you want to be the song, the song that you hear in your head, it's no trick, because you can't learn it, it's the way you pay, that's ok- because you can't earn it, You know you're chewing bubble gum, you know what that is, but you still want some, you just can't get enough of that lovey dovey stuff...
Take these hands - they're good for nothing, you know these hands never worked a day, take these boots - they're going nowhere, you know these boots don't want to stray, you got my head filled with songs, you got my shoelaces undone, take my shirt - go on, take it off me, you can tear it up if you can tie me down...
Looking for a sound that's going to drown out the world, looking for the father of my two little girls, got the swing, got the sway, got my strong lemonade, still looking for the face I had before the world was made, mother, motherfucker to the rock and rock n roll...
I never bought a Lotto ticket, I never parked in anyone's space, the banks, they're like cathedrals, I guess casinos took their place, Love, come on down, don't wake me - I'll come around...
Tonight- the moon has drawn its curtains, it's a private show - no-one else gonna know I'm wanting you...
I have kissed honey lips, felt the healing fingertips, it burned like fire, this burning desire, I have spoke with the tongue of angels, I have held the hand of the devil, it was warm in the night, I was cold as a stone, but I still haven't found what I'm looking for...
I wanna trip inside your head, spend the day there, to hear the things you haven't said, and see what you might see, I wanna hear you when you call, do you feel anything at all, I wanna see your thoughts take shape and work right out...
You were pretty as a picture, it was all there to see, in your face caught up with your psychology, with a mouth full of teeth, you ate all your friends, and you broke every heart, thinking every heart mends...
I'm on an island in a busy intersection, I can't go forward, and I can't turn back, can't see the future, it's getting away from me, I just watch the tail-lights glowing, I'm one step closer to knowing, I'm hanging out to dry with my old clothes, finger still red with the prick of an old rose, well the heart that hurts is a heart that beats, can you hear the drummer slowing?
Some things you shouldn't get too good at, like smiling, crying and celebrity, some people got way too much confidence baby, baby, I give everything you want, except the thing that you want, you are the first one of your kind, and you feel like no one before, you steal right under my door, I kneel 'cause I want you some more, I want the lot of what you got, and I want nothing that you're not...
Take these hands, teach them what to carry, take these hands, don't make a fist, take this mouth, so quick to criticise, take this mouth- give it a kiss...
I'm not dizzy, just busy, didn't drink nothing fizzy, no pills to feel easy, don't know what got in to me, daylight's a kinda robbery, the night is your geography, so you're not white, you're pink and rosy, you could be right but you're way above me, Me - I'm in recovery, a star of pornography, I'm a tourist - there's a lot to see , you don't like the photographs of me, if so you've got a lot to say, you don't sleep around but sometimes you stray, you don't believe - often times you pray, for something - what is it babe? Don't treat me like I'm a trick, I won't treat you like you're a prick, don't need no doctor - I'm not sick, I'm not your baby, everything is alright - everything is alright, I'm not your baby - please...
What can I say? I'm a big fan. I love it all.