(matraca berg/harry stinson) Here we are Clinging to what left of a broken heart It's...
I don't want to hear from you again Because it will only make things harder...
Here we are in the dead of night Will you keep me warm and hold...
You enchant me so my bittersweet flower Mystery of the sages come into my realm...
Why you always want to get the best of me I'm like a seeing-eye dog...
Memories are just where you laid them Dragging the waters...
She calls me from the cold Just when I was...
Draw the shades to close my eyes (I never want...
You see me hanging round starting to swear about this...
Hideaway, take me now I cannot face another round And...
Mister could you maybe lend a hand To held a...
Rain falls down like your alibi Thought you held the...
I've seen your "Johnny Come Lately" Seen your exiled love...
And I found my head uncrowned and all life's sweet...
Give me one good reason To why you're so blind...