You are raising hell on shore
with the widows of love
a new sound from the beaches
be quiet hear them roars
Got no secrets I got no friends
but I got a hold of you
They say you’re trouble I say you’re fine
I always crossed that line
Your rose colored socks
Your sun-bleached hair
You pissed me off times
I don’t really care
You drop bombs on my head
You cut me with cheap knives
Make sure I never forget
There’s a riot tonight
How a raging love
cant end no one wins
I hate your delicate smile
like a thief in night
With the coming of spring
I jump-start my trip
A trip to behold
A trip I should skip
You’ll go first and I’ll grieve
It’s too much to conceive
In dreams I picture this
USS Intrepid in the rain
You and I holding hands
while evil runs through your veins
At night they come to make you feel small
or maybe they don’t come at all
I’ve seen you cry I’ve seen it all
I’ve seen you downfall
Was it true or did you make it all up
I’m through I have to stop
Then I'm out of blue
Like a B-52
You dropped a bomb
Cuckoo
And it’s over thank you