I left my heart in San Fransisco It's at some motherfucking disco The people there where dancin' on it And that's including Ms. Matronic Hell if music is the victim then so am I Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite I beg and I scream and I cu
(One Two Three GO!) You can't be saved You've gone and dug your grave And its getting deeper by the minute Well you had to turn your back Ain't cutting you no slack Hooked on your lies you had me going So give me one Good reason I should be forgivin'
We touched there was temperture I'm not the same Now i'm passing through your door You're the object of of my smile I'm a life machine It's a pleasure game Sentimental sound on sound You've broken down the system Time to switch the scene You're the p
To me, you were just dead weight. A diluted filter blurring the color away from what this used to be or Or what it could have been. But nothing's changed. I still see you as a toxin. I still see you as the same. I'll let you stand on your own again,
House full of roses A letter on the stairs A day full of messages For anyone who cares Collage of broken words And stories full of tears Remembering your life 'Cause we wish that you were here Nothing is harder Than to wake up all alone Realize it's
You're the one who always falls apart The one who plays the victim Working on your lastest tragedy When you should try to fix it You don't understand and you won't listen Why do we do what we do? We do it to ourselves (We hurt the ones we love) (The
come .come dropping off the radar come, come dropping off the radar lost illusions try the best that you can do you might get another chance i burn my leather coat i need to change my suit you don't listen to a single word i say lies plus hidden code
the eagles-victim of love what kind of love have you got? you should be home but youre not a room full of noise and dangerous boys still makes you thirsty and hot i heard about you and that man theres just one thing i dont understand you say hes a li
Victim Of Changes Sad Wings Of Destiny Judas Priest Whiskey woman don't you know that you are drivin' me insane The liquor you give stems your will to live and gets right to my brain Don't you know you're driving me insane You're tryin' to find your