Airport Monday MorningKissing Goodbye,
Tears in her eyes,
It's the last time, The last time you can be sure of,
But I can taste the salty kisses and the runny makeup,
Yea, it could be so boring
But she keeps crying,
And they keep kissing,
Haircuts and T-ShirtsHair cuts and tee-shirts
You're made in the shade
Airports and "hey your luggage?"
ain't quite the same
What ever happened to what's her name
She's all books and quotations
and no fun and games
just a quiet eveningLiving at home
Living under one roof
Walls are raging
They're all crazy
Mind is racing
Say you left it far behind
And you'll always feel your 17
in a dream
Knives, Bats, New TatsEver get the feeling ideals can't take us where we need to go?
Sometimes I'd like to just maybe squash your head,
but next time that I see you I'll just probably smile and say, "hello".
What's wrong with me?
Why can't you see?
It's all I see.
Next time that star shoots across the sky,
I'm gonna grab it and smash it under my feet.
ПростиПрости!
Прощай!
Любовь разбила сердце...
Прошу, не вспоминай всё то, что было вместе!
И на меня - не обращай вниманья!
Забудь, сотри свои воспоминанья!
Тебя прошу, меня ты отпусти!
И всё что в памяти твоей сотри...