(jones/page/plant) Sisters of the way-side bide their time in quiet peace, Await their place within...
Spotlights are roaming The show will begin I had never thought But don't give my...
When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid...
I had a taste of bitter life At sweet sixteen I was growing up too...
If shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine If...
And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow...
On and on, reckless abandon Something's wrong This is gonna...
I'm feeling what I want to feel I'm saying what...
I know I'm pathetic I knew when she said it...
My mom is not a woman anymore She dresses like...
Watching your house shrink away in my rear view mirror...
Breathing deeply Walking backwards Finding strength to call and ask...
Walking through the grass Another blade next to you from...
I'm sick Of Always hearing All those sad songs On...
Yeah my girlfriend takes me home when I'm too drunk...