List of songs:

bon jovi's sports car

die real soon/anorectic wreck

dig out your soul

drown in you

fake plastic rhinestones

flatter

fools from the sixties

i don't care if you're beautiful

less like you

movie cliché

my silent scream

pearls in the trees

pills for love

prince charming

second thoughts

sunday feeling monday

stand in line / 0110

song of the posh old lady (cry silently)

the PianoRiff love song

the ship song

three AM / lost my arm to heroine

time heals all

when we were younger

you can have it back

you don't need to knock

you, me & the blue

you shit like me

 

BON JOVI'S SPORTS CAR

why don’t we count to three
grab your coat and follow me

a room that ooz(es) illegal booze
rhythm and blues dancing shoes

Two or three summers made us who we are
I was riding in Bon Jovi’s sports car
And 9/11 was a long way off
And none of us doubted we could make it to the top

Lucky strike - Lucky in love
Tell me who you’re thinking of

Could it be true? Me and you
Dancing to rhythm’n blues

Two or three summers made us who we are
I was riding in Bon Jovi’s sports car
And 9/11 was a long way off
And none of us doubted we could make it to the top

None of us were old enough to drink
We found some vodka in the cupboard above your mom’s sink
And we took it to the riverside
Where some of the boys had a CD player cranked loud

Is it true? Me and you
Dancing to rhythm and blues

Now set me free on my count of three
Awkward embrace, painful release

Two or three summers made us who we are
I was riding in Bon Jovi’s sports car
And 9/11 was a long way off
And none of us doubted we could make it to the top

None of us were old enough to drink
We found some vodka in the cupboard above your mom’s sink
And we took it to the riverside
Where some of the boys had a CD player cranked loud

And we didn’t care too much ’bout taste
A song for feet and hips would not og to waste
And we’d run into the trees and fight
over bottles of breezer and singing Saturday Night

And our love was like Leprechaun gold
That melts away when the morning comes
And I loved him and I let him go
That’s the story of some 90’s teenage love

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DIE REAL SOON / ANORECTIC WRECK

Hey, you anorectic wreck
How are you today? Are you okay?
Is every morning still grey as smoke?

Hey, you anorectic wreck
Has your skinniness made you happy yet
Or is that day still to come?

You don't even know what it means
When you collapse at work
Just half-way through your lettuce leaf
But I can tell you just what it means;
It means you're gonna die real soon

Hey you little fat rich man
How are you today? Are you okay?
Is every morning still grey as smoke?

Hey, you little fat rich man
Has your wealthiness made you happy yet
Or is that day still to come?

You don't even know what it means
When you collapse at work
Just half-way through your second Big Mac
But I can tell you just what it means;
It means you're gonna die real soon

And you don't even care
‘Cause you don't really dare
These are basic boot camp skills they're teaching you
There's no real attempt on reaching yourself, or your heart,
And the bastards swap you like a fly

Hey, you aging scientist
How are you today? Are you okay?
Is every morning still grey as smoke?

Hey, you aging scientist
Has your experiments made you wiser yet
Or is that day still to come?

You don't even know what it means
When you collapse at work
With broken tubes and toxic waste
But I can tell you just what it means;

It means you're gonna die real soon...

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DIG OUT YOUR SOUL

You have ten quid and a mattress on the floor
In a friend's apartment by the door.
And you don't know where you live and you don't know where to go
But you couldn't care less even so.
You lost your lover and direction, you get wasted every night
You think there's nothing left to live for but in fact you've got your life and your

Soul
You still have a soul
So dig out your soul
So you can see who you are

You have ten drinks, then you have a little more,
And you end up puking on the floor.
And it takes you to the brink, as you crawl to the sink
You think: “I was never this low before”.
But as you stare at your reflection, tears and goo and bloodshot eyes
You are looking at the essence of what your safe life disguised: there's your

Soul
A dubious soul
So dig out your soul
So you can see who you are

There's nothing like peace and quiet
To bundle up yourself real sweet
There's nothing like a set direction
To make you forget where you wanna be
So next time you see your shrink, man
Just take her out for fifteen drinks
She'll find your personality lurking
In the nearest ditch

Just let the old men preach a life in modesty and bliss,
‘cos there's nothing like a minor personal crisis to bring out your

Soul
Dig our soul
You bleed out your soul
So you can see who you are
Yeah, you got a soul
A wonderful soul
Just dig out your soul
Then you see who you are.

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DROWN IN YOU

With you I can be weak
Because you know my strength
With you I can be strong
Because you know my weakness well

With you there is a song
For every tear I shed
With you the days are long
And night falls softly as you lay me down in bed

And I could drown in you
I could drown in you
I could drown in you, but you keep me floating

I could drown in you
I could drown in you
I could drown in you, but you gently keep me floating.

And you are not afraid of me
When I go head to head
You simply put your foot down when I cross the line
And make us talk instead

And I could drown in you
I could drown in you
I could drown in you, but you keep me floating

I could drown in you
I could drown in you
I could drown in you, but you gently keep me floating.

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FAKE PLASTIC RHINESTONES

You move faster than the average of the world
Then you stop, they call it even
When I go over all the lies we told before
It's enough to call it even

And you fall and you crawl, afraid of what you have to do
It's too late but you wait, thinking I'd be lost without you
But I hear, when you talk it is all about you

You said I was dragging you down and pulling you under
See what you lost
You traded gold for glittering beads and fake plastic rhinestones
There's what you've got
It's not enough

You could never see the strength I knew I had
So I couldn't see it either
I worked hard to keep an illusion you would break
Do you think that makes us even?

It's not true that I'm blue, I'm only furious with you
Burning eyes, you know why? Because you never even tried!
Not a chance for the work that I laid down for you

You said I was …

But you fool, you don't see, and you don't listen you can't hear
When I try to explain, but now I do not really care
I'm so good without you, and we're staying apart

You traded gold for glittering beads and fake plastic rhinestones
Do you see what you've lost?
I think you were dragging me down and pulling me under
And now I know what I've got
And it's enough – it's enough – it's enough.

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FLATTTER

You can flatter yourself that I once loved only you
You can flatter yourself cause I would have stayed true
You can flatter yourself cause I tried to keep you with me
There's no turning your head from this

You can flatter yourself that all the problems were mine
You can flatter yourself that I was the one who cried
You can flatter yourself that I was the seemingly weak
There's no turning your head from this

You can flatter yourself you were gentle when you wanted out
You can flatter yourself that I let you keep the house
You bought me off with some things that were already mine
Now I'll turn my head from this
I'll turn my head

And I'm happy
Now I can shine in my full light
And I'm glad you finally found a girl
Who can wear her heels while walking beside you
Glad you finally found a girl
Who won't have the power to hurt or confine you
Glad you found
A dimmer star

Some star

That's some star you've got there, babe...

You can flatter yourself that you were once loved by me
You can flatter yourself cause that is the best you'll be
And though as you here I am still very angry
I'm grateful
You set me free

(So, so - sad and lonely
So, so - not at all
So, so - if you could feel this
So, so - if you could call... )

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FOOLS FROM THE SIXTIES

I was there on the morning after
As the boys came through
I was there cooking eggs for breakfast
Sunny side up for you

And the boys they were tired but happy
Richard brought the champagne
I was there for the celebration
Like sun in the window pane

And you called me your queen of dreams
So everyone there could hear
Now we stare into space
Like two fools from the 60’s
And remember how great it seemed
When it was only a dream

I was there, there was all I ever was
With my pans and eggs
I was there on the edge of glory
Discussing your work in bed

And you called me your queen of dreams
And everyone there could see me
Now we stare into space
Like two fools from the 60’s
And remember how great it seemed
When it was only a dream

Here was the modern times being built
on pillars of insight, towers of light
Your clear mind was like a torch
in the golden maze of our theories, the days that we lived
I knew you were fire bur couldn’t resist
the heat and the blinding light of the flame
I threw myself in with all my ambition
And used it for cooking eggs

Hold your breath, hold your horses two steps back
Hold that thought mr. Ease
I held my tongue for years and decades
Sunny side up, don’t breathe

And you call me your queen of dreams
Ignoring the irony
Now we start into space
Like two fools from the 60's
and that golden maze
has turned dull with the past ten years
And your heart exploding with dreams
Do you remember how great love seemed
When it was only a dream?

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I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL

I'll live my whole life alive
I was built to last
Way past thirty-five

You live each day on the run
But I'll be having fun
Way past forty-one

And walking past some pretty girl
I see the pity hit her eyes
Poor woman ain't no pretty girl
Poor woman is a waste of life
No future ahead and no action in bed
But none of that's true and I sing in my head that

I don't care if you're beautiful
'cause I was once beautiful, too
With pearls in my ears and blue eyes and long hair
In fact I looked a lot like you
But it's mirrors and smoke, it's the first thing that goes
Then you're stuck with what you did or didn't do
And if all you did was being beautiful
I'm not envious with you

Isn't it weird, every time:
Body before mind
Beauty for the blind

Isn't it weird: when that stings
I love to listen in
When miss DiFranco sings

But Ani is a pretty girl,
much as she likes to sing she's not
It truly takes a pretty girl
to speak the ugly woman's cause
Now, inside and out, there's two sides to a head
And roses are blue, and I'll sing till I'm dead that

I don't care if you're beautiful
'cause I was once beautiful, too
With pearls in my ears and blue eyes and long hair
In fact I looked a lot like you
But it's mirrors and smoke, it's the first thing that goes
Then you're stuck with what you did or didn't do
And if all you did was being beautiful
I'm not envious with you

Hey, hell they say that I'm bitter and deranged
But their faces are changing every day

And I don't care if you're beautiful
'cause I could be beautiful too
If I put all my care into body and hair
you'd see me look a lot like you
But in mirrors and smoke, I see all my life blown
And every little thing I wanna do
Get stuck in dreams of being beautiful
And being envoius with you

Hell, I could be beautiful too
Stick pearls in my ears and do stuff to my hair
Might even look a bit like you
But when mirrors are smoke and your beauty is bones
Just tell me what you found the time to do
And if all you did was being beautiful
I'm not envoius with you.

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LESS LIKE YOU

I am the child with stars in her eyes
Dancing in fallen leaves
I am the little girl on the playground
Vulnerable and naïve
I am the wounded wolf in the corner,
Ready to bite her way free
I am the broken door in your cage
As you're running away from me

And I will rummage through your soul
Before you catch a glimpse of mine
And then I'll throw mine at your feet
Just to see if you'll trample it down

I'll always take a little bit more
Than you rally want to give
I'll always give a little bit more
Than you really want to have
I'll always show a little bit more
Than you really want me to
And I'll always be a little bit more;
A little bit less like you

I am the nervous head on the pillow
Waiting for you to call
I am the little slut in the nightclub
Waiting for the next man to fall
And I am so lovely and I'm so disgusting
And you don't know what to believe
And whoever I am and whoever you are,
I'm not what you think you see

And I will rummage through your soul…

I'll always take a little bit more…

And I – I'm so confused now;
I have become only this
You have diminished me, though you might nit have meant to
Now I'm constantly trying to be sweet – I'm not really sweet you know…

And I'll always take a little bit more…

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MOVIE CLICHE

I know there's bigger problems than mine
I know that people die all the time
I know they're shooting people in Iraq, and the Western world goes blind
I know there's bigger problems than mine

I know there are much worthier prayers
I'm sure there must be millions of them there
I know there is a hunger in Uganda and a world full of fear
I know there are much worthier prayers, but just this afternoon

I miss you like
Like part of my brains fell out
Come home, come home and stay
Like a movie cliché

I know I said I'd manage alone
I know I said so earlier on the phone
I know I am a very independent and a modern young girl
I know these are the words that you heard, but every afternoon

I miss you like
Like part of my brains fell out
Come home, come home and stay
Like a movie cliché

You know, the part where the most important couple in the world
are reunited and live happily ever after and we don't see any problems but I'm pretty sure they have them and I

miss you like
Like part of my brains fell out
Come home, come home and stay
Like a movie cliché

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MY SILENT SCREAM

I remember the sight of you
On the street below my window
Bidding your friend, my neighbour, goodbye
You were saying:
“I'd better be going, she's waiting”
At two o'clock in the morning I learned the meaning of aching

If I never knew hate till that moment, I sure learned then
One chance given me that moment, and you'd be dead
Crawled on the floor in agony
As if you put a knife in me
Mouth wide open, all muscles tense and no relief

My silent scream
Never reached your ears

I remember a drunken night
Two or three days before our final words
Rushing home from the nightclub, kissing frantically in the streets
And I'll never know why you were aching to hold me
I remember desperation in your eyes and your trembling hands

And through a thousand moments we shared, this moment shines
An ugly monument of desire that stands no chance
I've been through the pit before
The memory's got me back on the floor
Mouth wide open, all muscles tense and no relief

And my silent scream
Never reached your ears

And I know you still care for me
I can read by your eyes
But any other feeling
Remains unidentified
Did you really understand what you did
To me, or to you?
Or were you ever on the floor in your room too?

My silent scream
Your silent scream
These silent screams
Will no one ever hear

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PEARLS IN THE TREES

There was rain last evening
Though it's all cleared now
There were winds and water
And I thought the world would drown
There were throws and thunder
To shake your firm beliefs
Now all that's left are silver pearls on each leaf

There were words last evening
Though they've all cleared now
There were thoughts last evening
That have laid dry for a while
And they're proof that I love you
And they're proof that I'd leave
Now all that's left are silver pearls on each leaf

So let me, let me find a road to walk
Till the birds start calling for sunrise and war
Let me, let me find a road to walk
Till the pearls in the trees fall down

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PILLS FOR LOVE

Why are you stuck in this? You could always just quit
The road from Lovefields to this is long you got to admit

Ten years, still in the race
“I love you” is just a phrase and yes I
I know you could do better than - better than,
But why need you now?
What is it all about?

You got pills to sleep and pills to wake up
Pills for love and pills for break-up
And you never go out without your make-up
‘Cos they might see who you are

Why are you stuck in this, when you could always just leave?
Say, fifty years from now, what do you hope to achieve?

To be old, soon dust and bones –
Filthy rich and all alone? Yes I
I am sure you are better than - better than,
But I need you now!
When did you leave me out?

For taking pills to sleep and pills to wake up
Pills for love and pills for break-up
And you never go out without your make-up
'Cos they might see who you are

Since you never get high you never get low
But you don't sing along to Queen on the radio
See, I am not ill, I'm just emotional
Guess that's a different part

I'd love to set a task for you;
For your dinner in Hilton at four
As you walk through the dining-room door
You gotta scream….

Pills to sleep…

Different, different, different part a…
It's just a different part than yours.

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PRINCE CHARMING

Hello, Prince charming, what'ya looking at me for this time?
Heaven knows you've hurt me, used me, lied to me, bruised me,
More than most men I know
You used to have something no other bachelor in this town could flash
Charming wits and interesting conversations
And those big blue eyes

But I've seen a few more men now, than when I used to hang out with you
I'm a little older, I'm a little wiser, but you seem much the same
Is that why you play so bad?
Those ace on your hand
Diluted into threes and fours
And you are not so outstanding, now compared to the rest of the world

And all the women with substance have gone away
Gone to see the world, while you chose to stay
In this safe little town where you could have anyone with just a clap of your hand
I see you're stuck with a lovesick seventeen-year-old
You couldn't leave her, cuz you'd be all alone
And she's so pretty, but still just a shell
You wish someone older, more secure of herselfWould look at you like they used to do, but they've all gone away.

Hello, Prince Charming, what'ya drooling at me for this time?
Has your lover hurt you, used you, lied to you, bruised you
More than you thought she could

You seem to believe I'll be easy to get like I was when I was seventeen
But I'm a little older, I'm a little wiser, and you seem much the same
Is that why you play so bad?
Those ace on your hand
Diluted into threes and fours
And you are not so outstanding, now compared to the rest of the world

And all the women with substance have gone away…

You don't seem to do much to better yourself or expand your repertoire
So you got a new house, you got a new car, but you seem much the same
Is that why you play so bad?
Those ace on your hand
Diluted into threes and fours
And you are not so outstanding, now I compare you to the rest of the world

And all the women with substance have gone away
Gone to see the world, while you chose to stay
In this safe little town where you could have anyone with just a clap of your hand
And now you're stuck with a lovesick seventeen-year-old
You'll never leave her, cuz you'd be all alone
And she sure is pretty, and she sure keeps you warm
And you sure got what you settled for
And looking at you like I used to do, I'm glad I got away.

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SECOND THOUGTS

I've got a conciense set to the extreme left wing
I've got second thoughts about everything
I've got love, love, love for you
I've got sand in my hair and a hole in my shoe
I've got my
I've got my

I've got a road map looking like a building site
I've got second thoughts 'bout my entire life
I've got love, love, love for you
I've got a hole in my head and a stone in my shoe
I've got my
I've got my

I've got my soul on backwards
and my lunacy on my sleeve
I've got a story of loosers
but I've got reasons to believe in what you say

Got motivation peaking at an all-time low
I've got second thoughts but that's the way to go
I've got love, love, love for you
I've got a stone in my head and my head in a shoe
I've got my
I've got my

I've got my soul on backwards
and my lunacy on my sleeve
I've got a story of loosers
but I've got reasons to believe
And the cold walls of the board room
That they put me in to keep me in line
Are cracking and unable to hold me
Are you man to read the signs of a new time?

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SUNDAY FEELING MONDAY

Waking up
By your alarm at seven AM
It's too dark
The room is cold, your body warm
Then you kiss me
And pull me close and I'll never want to leave
And that's when you say
It's just another day

Sunday feeling
Though it's Monday
I'm gonna waste my time today

When we're done
Being lovers, friends and all I can ask for
We get up
And dress for winter rain
We go out
And have breakfast at four at the Green Fish Café
And when I read your eyes they say the best days have

Sunday feeling
Though it's Monday
I'm gonna waste my time today

As we move through life
Wasting time is inevitable,
unwxplainably unavoidable and that's how it goes

And if I should waste my time I'd rather not do it alone
And of you ask I'd waste it all on you

On Sundays
And Mondays, with
Sunday feeling
Though it's Monday now
I'm gonna waste my time today
I'm gonna waste my time today

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STAND IN LINE (0110)

Stand in line
Fill in the next form
Thank you, please don't don't look me in the eye
I am a grey mouse a name on paper
A 0110 in your computer file

A little dream – a little ambition please
A little touch of bliss
Another life like this

A little nod – a little human touch
But not a smile too much
We are not free as such

The person who decides my fate
Is thinking ‘bout Ricky Lake and
Jordan's fake boobs
The person who could change my life
Is bored and barely aware

Stand in line….

A little hope – the TV on all day
Add some pretense of play
And we're as soft as clay

And everyday you walk the streets
They're telling you what to wear and
What you're scared of
The hypocrites fall at your feet
Till you're bored and barely aware

And stand in line…

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SONG OF THE POSH OLD LADY (CRY SILENTLY)

Little baby girl crying on the bus
Kicking and screaming and totally unaware of us
Oh girl, I know how it helps with a rage and a rant
You get out all the crap, you just open the vents
But I know, pretty soon, that the raging will have to end

And you’re gonna learn to cry silently
When you grow up there’ll be
No more hysterical screams
Just clasp your hands to your mouth until the demon leaves
Only your room is free
As long as you never allow a sound to leave

So you’d think that the money would buy you some
Your daddy is rich and your ma is good looking, hun
But they ain’t gonna keep you from harm or from pain
The explanations are delusional, the excuses are lame
And girl pretty soon you’ll be aching to scream again

But you’re gonna learn to cry silently
They’ve got a phasade to keep
So no hysteria, please
Just clasp your hands to your mouth until the demon leaves
And don’t you ever allow a sound to leave

And the puffy-headed rich boys
They will never really see you
They’re just watching the reflection of their own face in your eyes
And so you look around for real stuff
For something to pull you through
There it’s; white and sweet as sugar
as your dealer lays it out in front of you

You’re alone…

And you’re gonna learn to cry silently
Make no mistake, there’ll be
No more hysterical screams
Just clasp your hands to your mouth until the deamon leaves
And don’t you ever allow a sound to leave
You take it as a woman of your breed
And don’t you ever allow a sound to leave

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THE PIANORIFF LOVE SONG

You
Have winterfrost in your hair
You
Could be what I missed for years

Bonded, blindfolded, but breaking out
Here's to life and here's to living
Find it, and burn it, and bleed it out
Then come too me, slightly cut

And you'll soar through me
Like a sixpack of beers or a torrent of tears
You soar through me
Like a song turned up high or a madly blue sky
And I feel
Yes I feel
Much moore
I feel
Yes I feel
Less tired and wired and blatantly out of it all

And if there's something for me here
Go on and throw it in my face
And if it all explodes, it still be worth it, when…

You soar through me...

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THE SHIP SONG

I built the proudest ship to carry us
And Hope and Glory was its crew
Happiness and Love could come along with us
And I would sail the world with you

And every lantern was a moonlit night
And every sail would fill with breeze
The ship itself was made of promises
I think we made a few we didn't keep

For as the year wore on
Summer turned to fall
And the breeze became an awful storm

I couldn't save the ship
I couldn't save the crew, no
I couldn't save myself
But I will save you

A boat is stronger that is made of wood
Than such a fleet of silver dreams
Next time I'll build a ship for everydays
A boat that can be worn and torn and fixed
To weather such an awful storm

I couldn't save the ship
I couldn't save the crew, no
I couldn't save myself
But I will save you
I'll build a lifeboat

I'd make it better
If you would stay by my side
I'd make a vessel to stand for this roaring sea

I couldn't save the ship
I couldn't save the crew, no
I couldn't save myself
But I will save you
I will save you
I will save you

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THREE AM / LOST MY ARM TO HEROINE

I lost my arm to heroine
But oh it was worth it
I put my heart in the garbage bin
Where no one could hurt it

And I fly
I fly
I fly
I fly
Each day at 3am

There was a boy on my street and while
He knew I was looking
He took a step down the long cold road
Just to see where it took him

Now he flies
He flies
He flies
He flies
Each day at 3am

I found a roof with the perfect view
And facing the sunrise
I found the courage to be a fool
And dance on the rail-lines

And I'll fly
I'll fly
I'll fly
I'll fly
Some day at 3am

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TIME HEALS ALL

I know you didn't mean to break my heart
So instead you ripped it out
And put it in your pocket

And there it beat for you
Blood dripping on your shoe
Until one day you dropped it

And so you broke it anyway
I'm picking pieces everyday
Wondering if I'll ever get them all together

But time heals all
Time heals all
Time heals all, just brace yourself and fall

So I see you on the street
New girlfriend on your heel
Your face more closed than open

And so I think unfortunately
You've left your heart with me
I'm quite sure she aint got it

Well, I don't need it anymore
Keep it in my bottom drawer
I think it still is working

You can come and get it any day
I guess we're better off that way
Staying indoors as the storm outside is stilling

And time heals all
Time heals all
Time heals all, just brace yourself and fall

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WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER

Am I too young to be nostalgic?
After all I often feel like I'm the oldest person here
Am I too young for this rhetoric?
After all I always was a little older than my years

Am I too old to ride the rollercoaster?
Give me a break, I'm just tryin to have some fun
Am I supposed to be a grown-up now?
Well, I can't shake the feeling that my life has just begun

But when we were younger
everything was stronger
The sun, the beer, the rock'n roll,
The techno beats and the sudden love
The days were short, but the nights were longer
When we were younger

Am I too old for this haircut?
Does my face look really wrinkly when you see it in the light?
I took a look at the starts the other night
and then my future, and it didn't shine as bright
Am I the only thing that matters to you?
Of course I'm not, yeah you said that, but you lied
You lied

And when we were younger
everything was stronger
The sun, the beer, the rock'n roll,
The techno beats and the sudden love
The days were short, but the nights were longer
When we were younger

The stars, the stars don't spell my name
And I'm stuck with that song I never made
And it makes me wanna quit the whole charade
But you hold me, hold me up
to the standards of my youth and of my age
And you know that all my joy and all my rage
will not allow me to behave

Oh, when we were younger
everything was stronger
The sun, the beer, the rock'n roll,
The techno beats and the sudden love
The nights were longer
When we were younger
everything was stronger
The love we built was concrete, then
It's rubber now; it don't break, it bends
But maybe it's stronger
Than when we were younger

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YOU CAN HAVE IT BACK

Here's longing
And calling
And wanting you so
Here's whispers
And love words
All wrapped up in a box
I loveyous
You lovemes
And I will always stay
Here's kisses
And laughter
And all the things you said

And you can have it back
All your gifts are worthless now
And you can have it back

Here's Sundays
And raindays
And moments of pain
Here's falling
And running
And running back again
I loved you
You loved me
I'll never leave, I swear
Here's kisses
And laughter
And all the things we shared

And you can have it back
All your gifts are worthless now
And you can have it back
All your gifts are worthless now

So precious things, pretty little things you gave to me
So precious words pretty little words that you would have me believe
Your precious things, how they're gonna crumble in my hands
You still say it was love, but I don't believe you

And you can have it back
All your gifts are worthless now
You can have it back
All your gifts are worthless now
You can have it back
All your words proved empty now
And you can have it back

Here's longing
And calling
And wanting you so
Here's whispers
And love words
All wrapped up in a box
I loveyous
You lovemes
And I will always stay
Here's kisses
And laughter
And all the things you said

And you can have it back.

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YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOCK

Nothing's a complete waste of time - but some years come close.
I really didn't want anyone on board now
'Cos as it is, I barely float

Your timing is like an iPod in ancient Rome
I didn't want you now! And I won't walk you home -
But I'll go back and I'll wonder as I sit alone:
Who the hell are you?

And you don't need to knock on my door
You just walk in and find me
I guess you picked the lock way before
You even knew you'd go in
And I can't keep you out,
So you might aswell be here
And I might aswell love you
To the end of my days
Been having all these silly little dreams about you -
And they might aswell be true

If you carry on like this you might get me to bed
But that won't really fix the mess in my head
And whatever happens next I'm not ready yet
And neither are you

But you don't need to knock...

Why don't I make it you?
I know it's not quite by the book
Hey, babe, you
You talk like a dream and you act like a crook
Oh but you -
I can't seem to shake you, can't make you go

And I can't keep you out
So you might aswell be here
And I might aswell love you
To the end of my days
Keep having all these sweepin, freakin dreams about you
And they might aswell come true
Why don't I make it you?

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YOU, ME & THE BLUE

Sometimes you come here with buckets of wintertime blue
Sometimes you come here and stomp in my bed with your shoes
Sometimes the challenge is seeing my part in the blue
Sometimes the challenge is meeting the blue part of you

But there be no fear, ‘cause I am here to stay
There be no doubt on our wedding day
Be no regrets when we're on our way –
Just You
And Me
And the Blue

Sometimes you come here and everything falls into place
Sometimes you come here with roses to cover my face
Sometimes the challenge staying aware of your grace
Sometimes the challenge is living the day and the place

But there be no doubt that I am here to stay
Be no dry eyes on our wedding day
Be no regrets when we're on our way –
Just You
And Me
And the Blue

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YOU SHIT LIKE ME

The glossy lips, the perfect hair
The £1000 of clothes you wear
The Limousine that's waiting outside
All gives the sense of liberty
That you can just be rude to me
Since I'm not really in on the ride

So, you afford the hotel suite
And I am only here to clean the toilet
When you've packed up and gone -
But what I see in the bowl
Speaks of the human involved
Now, you don't want the world to see
But you shit like me...

So here's the ground
I can help you down
It's just a little drop; you accidentally got your head stuck in the sky
Yes, here's the ground
And I can take you down to where you ought to keep your feet
Cos you shit like me.

The pinstripe suit is tailor made
The jacket is expencive suede
The Rolex is just overkill, true...
You're another stuck-up businessman
With a million millions on your hand
And no-one's as important as you!

I guess it's true, your pocket-change
Could buy my very life today
You seem to think that makes you superior?
But what I see in your bowl
Tells me you - out of all!
Have intestines and functions like me

So here's the ground...

Cos you eat like me
And you sleep like me
'cept on expencive sheets
and in a luxury suite
You burp and fart and masturbate
And on the day you meet your fate
You're gonna be as dead as me.

So here's the ground
I can help you down
It's just a little drop; you accidentally got your head stuck in the sky
Yes, here's the ground
And I can take you down to where you ought to keep your feet
Cos you shit like me -
And you're just like me
So human like me
And in your luxury suite
You just burp and fart and masturbate
And on your daily toiletbreak
I'm positive: You shit like me.

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