ROCKSTAR,
I'm sorry about the phone calls and needing you, some decisions you don't make.
I guess it's like breathing and not wanting to, there are some things that you can't fake.
I guess, that it is typical to cling to memories you'll never get back again.
And to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago, or a friend that you used to know.
I guess it's like breathing and not wanting to, there are some things that you can't fake.
I guess, that it is typical to cling to memories you'll never get back again.
And to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago, or a friend that you used to know.
In the night, I hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...
How could you be so heartless?
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...
How could you be so heartless?
But in reality I'm slowly losing my my mind, Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly 'cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering. So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night and turn down all the lights and then break down and cry.
Double click my NOSE for a surprise!
