Running wild & looking pretty
standing on my own again, looking for answers from the great beyond I will let no hand hold me down. Tonight we fly.
Wrote you a goodbye note on your arm - wrote poetry to your left eyelash, your make up stains my pillowcase as mascara bleeds a blackened tear.
The city's asleep, and the world is mine, they're advertising in the skies for people like us and as the dawn breaks tomorrow is born, bleeding poetry into an empty coke can.
I read more maps than books, wrote more postcards than hooks so why dont you drop me a line stating point of view? Pick up all the names that you've dropped because only the good die young and this is our time, time to waste - and they said...
When she wakes up in the morning she writes down all her dreams, reading palms for a hobby, this is what you get for talking back, baby. This is what you get when you mess with us... so leave us alone, when we're riding high, get lost.
WHAM! BANG! THANK YOU MAN!
Wrote you a goodbye note on your arm - wrote poetry to your left eyelash, your make up stains my pillowcase as mascara bleeds a blackened tear.
The city's asleep, and the world is mine, they're advertising in the skies for people like us and as the dawn breaks tomorrow is born, bleeding poetry into an empty coke can.
I read more maps than books, wrote more postcards than hooks so why dont you drop me a line stating point of view? Pick up all the names that you've dropped because only the good die young and this is our time, time to waste - and they said...
When she wakes up in the morning she writes down all her dreams, reading palms for a hobby, this is what you get for talking back, baby. This is what you get when you mess with us... so leave us alone, when we're riding high, get lost.
WHAM! BANG! THANK YOU MAN!