One, two, three, four...
One, two, three, four
Back alleys are so dark
at twelve and one o'clock,
I'm empty handed with only a glass
but no I won't drink.
Its seven-thirty again I'm dreaming
that I had a life
instead I'll sit here on the edge
of my bed singing stupid love songs
that don't ever end.
I don't want to hate you.
I wish that I could love you.
instead I'll wallow
in misery
and dance to the rhymes
of your sweet nurseries,
well I've tried begging
down your stone cold eyes
but I should have known
that I'd look to far
4x[from what's inside of your heart.
Back alleys are so dark
at twelve and one o'clock,
I'm empty handed with only a glass
but no I won't drink.
Its seven-thirty again I'm dreaming
that I had a life
instead I'll sit here on the edge
of my bed singing stupid love songs
that don't ever end.
I don't want to hate you.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh...
I wish that I could love you.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...
instead I'll wallow
in misery
and dance to the rhymes
of your sweet nurseries,
well I've tried begging
down your stone cold eyes
but I should have known
that I'd look to far
4x[from what's inside of your heart.
Sit here on the edge
of my bed singing stupid love songs
that don't ever end.
