Good times
I'm under attack again my dear, I'm in the way
Got no resolutions, no clever anecdotes to say
And still if I yell at the top of my lungs will it be the same?
I'd fly you a flag, I'd bury this pen into my veins
I wanna feel for you tonight
But I won't make you
I won't make you
The telephone number I got for you says nobody's home
The best thing I can think to do right now is leave it alone
And you had an apology in your mailbox since last July
It's funny when you find the words to say you find no reply
I wanna feel for you tonight
But I won't make you
I won't make you
Scream my name just one more time
But I won't make you
I won't make you
And it's been hours now
To be here like this
And just to lay you down
And just to taste your lips
And just to keep me up
God I'm tired of sleeping
And just to lay inside you
And just to know this feeling
I wanna feel for you tonight
But I won't make you
I won't make you
Scream my name just one more time
But I won't make you
I won't make you
I just spent a week in Jamaca with my buddy Mike. I understand now why everyone finds getting stoned so much fun. Now Mike and I are in beautiful Australia. It's so amazing here. The surfing the girls the people I don't ever wanna leave. Mikes uncle is awesome. He showed us all the best spots to surf. It's been crazy. But I'm mad tired right now. It's like 4 in the morning and we gotta be up in a few hours to catch the morning peak. I'll be back home soon.
Scott
Got no resolutions, no clever anecdotes to say
And still if I yell at the top of my lungs will it be the same?
I'd fly you a flag, I'd bury this pen into my veins
I wanna feel for you tonight
But I won't make you
I won't make you
The telephone number I got for you says nobody's home
The best thing I can think to do right now is leave it alone
And you had an apology in your mailbox since last July
It's funny when you find the words to say you find no reply
I wanna feel for you tonight
But I won't make you
I won't make you
Scream my name just one more time
But I won't make you
I won't make you
And it's been hours now
To be here like this
And just to lay you down
And just to taste your lips
And just to keep me up
God I'm tired of sleeping
And just to lay inside you
And just to know this feeling
I wanna feel for you tonight
But I won't make you
I won't make you
Scream my name just one more time
But I won't make you
I won't make you
I just spent a week in Jamaca with my buddy Mike. I understand now why everyone finds getting stoned so much fun. Now Mike and I are in beautiful Australia. It's so amazing here. The surfing the girls the people I don't ever wanna leave. Mikes uncle is awesome. He showed us all the best spots to surf. It's been crazy. But I'm mad tired right now. It's like 4 in the morning and we gotta be up in a few hours to catch the morning peak. I'll be back home soon.
Scott