| [00:14.55] |
Taking sides, planning a trip |
| [00:18.03] |
No place like home if only I could afford it |
| [00:21.61] |
Ticket to ride, connected by the hip |
| [00:25.51] |
Surviving on the dabs of the dust in the pocket |
| [00:43.36] |
Four minute mile, dressing down by your friend |
| [00:47.59] |
You haven't seen in a while, all comes to a head |
| [00:51.11] |
With just one smile to say what is said |
| [00:54.78] |
She's light as a feather, I'm heavier than lead |
| [02:27.62][02:12.46][01:12.53] |
You're useless to me, Jilly Armeen |
| [02:30.86][02:16.01][01:16.89] |
Last time I ever sing a song for them |
| [02:34.54][02:19.83][01:20.65] |
Using you under pseudonym, never again |
| [02:23.44][01:24.38] |
You always went for my friends and not for me |
| [01:42.87] |
Deep cuts and shards of glass |
| [01:46.60] |
Broken bones in plaster cast |
| [01:50.20] |
Hand on the shoulder, he starts to laugh |
| [01:53.81] |
You don't hear planes when you live under the flight-path |
| [02:38.12] |
You always went for my friends and not for me, yeah |
