Girls and Weather

I'm lying on my back, looking at the clouds Lying on my back, looking at the clouds (x3) One of them looks like you, one of them looks like me The wind starts blowing them apart, it's breaking my heart to see Cause as you move away, we go from snowy

If only this bike was a motorcycle I wouldn't be moving so slow If only this bike was a motorcycle I'd be over half way home As I move down the streets I'd be looking so good and I'd be gone in a blink of an eye If only this bike was a motorcycle If

I ain't got No Soul I left you crying and talking on your phone Saying I ain't got no soul And I ain't got no alcohol So I went out drinking Instead of to your home I ain't got no soul All I do is try and try to make you cry Kick you in the shins and

Building a boat, Building a boat, pieces of wood, pieces of rope. All of my days, building a boat, old shirts for sails, bag full of nails, hammerin' heart and soul. Never again, never again, ain't worth the pain, Never again. Building a boat, buildi

(1, 2, 3, 4) There's nothing left for us, we're rotting in this place And the night has lost it's taste The bells of doom are ringing, but you don't hear them You say "come on back to bed" And I say "you must be dead Don't you hear big bell

well my alarm clock he aint working but i dont really mind cos he aint know friend of mine he kept waking me up all the time saying do do do get on ur feet, you've gotta get a job cos ur in too deep! ohhhh nooo, oh nooooo well i dont like doing thing