Keeping one eye open. Sleeping with the enemy. I see no heart in the frozen dark, that ever speaks to me. Would you cut me from the branches? Release me from the chains? Ain't no body coming home to me, since you've gone your way. Everytime I lay down. Shut my mind, but I see you, Green eyes in the night. The rain in your hair, as you run for your life. Running through the storm. Running through the storm. I see you, a curse in my mind. Coming to hunt me, your holding me tight. Never coming home Never coming home Dancing with the loveless. Barefoot we are screaming in the dark. Fill our lungs with our acid tongues, but it only breaks apart. Would you cut me from the branches? Release me from your chains? Ain't nobody coming home to me, Since you've gone your way. Everytime I lay down. Shut my mind, but I see you, Green eyes in the night. The rain in your hair, as you run for your life. Running through the storm. Running through the storm. I see you, a curse in my mind. Coming to hunt me, your holding me tight. Never coming home Never coming home Won't you set me free, my dreams they don't belong to me. I say, why won't you set me free? My dreams they don't belong to me. I see you, see your golden teeth in the dark. The rain in your hair, so perfectly calm. Never coming home Never coming home

Time heals, time goes on and time really flies Time hurts and time can cut you, cut you down to size There's no need to touch you now, no, I'm doing fine Life too can cut you and I've cut you out of mine You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow There's no need to talk to you, well, to know what's on your mind There's no need to see you either, no, I'm just being kind You want me to beg forgiveness, tender an apology It's not my fault and you're not getting one from me You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow Now I guess it's your decision, now you decide Take me to the cleaners baby, take me for a ride Whoever cares for your affairs will sort it out for you Send me a subpoena, baby, tell me what to do You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow I don't have to think about you, think about the past Those days stand out in my mind and those days were the last I know the time is coming and I'm waiting for the day I'd give you everything in the world just to get it out of the way You're making me sorry Sorry somehow You're making me sorry Sorry somehow

Hey little girl, do you need a ride? Well, I've got room in my wagon why don't you hop inside We could cruise down Robert Street all night long But I think I'll just rape you and kill you instead Diane, Diane, Diane I heard there's a party down at Lake Cove It would be so much easier if I drove We could check it out, we could go and see Oh won't you come and take a ride with me We could lay in the weeds for a little while I'll put your clothes in a nice, neat little pile You're the cutest girl I've ever seen in my life It's all over now, and with my knife

Love and hate was in the air, like pollen from a flower Somewhere in April time, they add another hour I guess I better think up a way to spend my time Just when I'm ready to sit inside, it's summertime Should I go swimming or get a friend to hang around It's back to summer, it's back to basics, hang around Getting drunk out on the beach, or playing in a band And getting out of school meant getting out of hand Was this your celebrated summer? Was that your celebrated summer? Then the sun disintegrates between a wall of clouds I summer where I winter at, and no one is allowed there Do you remember when the first snowfall fell? When summer barely had a snowball's chance in hell?

Twenty years ago Saw a friend was walking by And I stopped him on the street to ask him How it went and all he did was cry And I looked him in the face But I couldn't see past his eyes I asked him what the problem was He says, here's your disguise Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by Old man lays Down by the railroad tracks Got no paper on his pocket Got no paper on his back And I asked him what the time was He says, hit the road now, Jack Went back to see him next week He died of a heart attack and died away Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by He's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by Grandma, she was sick And she is gonna die And grandpa had a seizure Moved into a hotel cell and died away My parents They just wonder When they both are gonna die And what'll I do when they die? Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by, by Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Can hardly get it over it Can hardly get by, by, goodbye Hardly getting over it

Walking around with your head in the clouds Makes no sense at all Sell yourself short, but you're walking so tall Makes no sense at all Is it important? You're yelling so loud Makes no sense at all Walking around with your head in the clouds Makes no sense at all Makes no difference at all I don't know why you want to tell me When I'm right or when I'm wrong It's the same thing, in your mind, the only time I'm right is when I, when I play along Walking around with your head in the clouds Makes no sense at all Sell yourself short, but you're walking so tall Makes no sense at all Is it important? You're yelling so loud Makes no sense at all Walking around with your head in the clouds Makes no sense at all Makes no difference at all You concern yourself with evidence It's evident to me We'll you say you've got the tiger by the tail But I don't see these things that way... Walking around with your head in the clouds Makes no sense at all Sell yourself short, but you're walking so tall Makes no sense at all Is it important? You're yelling so loud Makes no sense at all Walking around with your head in the clouds Makes no sense at all Makes no difference at all

There's a girl who lives on Heaven Hill I go up to her cabin still She keeps a lantern lit for me And a bottle up on her mantelpiece She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's got a big room and it's always a mess Worn out shoes and a worn out dress A worn out smile that she'll wear some more And a worn out welcome mat by her door She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill I'd trade big mountains and rooms full of gold For just one look at the beauty of this woman's soul Up on Heaven Hill is where I wanna be That girl, that bottle, that mattress and me She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill She's the girl who lives on Heaven Hill