Got so much to tell you I don't know where to start
Some things I never told you, stuff you never had a part
but, beyond the long discussion, it all comes crashing down
Crashing down, crashing down
You came across a photo I had high upon the shelf
Couldn't understand why I kept it; not too sure I know myself
Now my life has changed so much, I feel it finally turn around
or could it be crashing down?
CHORUS:
The tip of my hat, the best-laid plan
Edge of my seat and all I could stand
Quick as a wink, a kick at the can
The end of my rope in the palm of my hand
A million little questions, a thousand points of view
The reflection in your eyes is not what I see in you
but, beyond the long discussion, suspicions abound
1 | Calling from the Lord |
2 | If you love her, buy her a gun |
3 | Government cheque |
4 | Biff bang pow |
5 | Just buy it |
6 | About to drown |
7 | Sucked into Drugland |
8 | We love you, Tipper Gore |
9 | Nobody to vote for |