The Damnwells

She said, 'You got nothing to prove, but you've got something to lose, and that something is me. You got no reason to stay, say you been running away. But you run like a thief.' She wants you, she needs you A soundtrack to bleed to But can you shut u

Everything 生活 [歌词] Here's a little more time on the dark bitter doubt Here's a past time cheater whose just moving out Here's a new direction we still haven't found There's a great myth trading your faith for a paper crown Down low It won't show What

Hey, what's your number Chicago? What time is it in Japan? I've got something to offer That's never been in demand Yeah, I've got something to say to you that I know you'd rather ignore I am the bastard of midnight I might just sleep outside this doo

Trying to catch christmas eve with a 737 Via st. louis with on a threadbare heart I'm trying hard to believe in ghosts and heaven And wheels that turn with a broken part Stealing kisses over the phone Making wishes ona bottle of cotes du rhone Some o

Everybody wants to be on your mind Cause you're one of a kind Aren't you baby? Everybody wants to be by your side Come along for the ride If you want to baby Don't tell me like it is Just how it could be Like I want Not how it would be Don't tell me

You're soulful, honey Razor blade sweet Your ghost is a trip In red velvet sheets I've got nickels and dimes If you got free time You're a careless sweetheart Kissing for keeps Pretty page, bottomless moonshine girl She came to the funeral In sweet,

Three Four You trade in time for the victory smile I'm spinning high like the tin moon on fire Yeah It's been a long ride but I'm still looking for mine Yeah It's been a long time I spelled my name on your up and down beat I called for rain but they

Hey little stick around girl I wanna know why Why do you turn me outside? Can't you just turn around? My money is on the heartbreak My hands are on the wheel Hey little kiss a while girl Didn't I see you cry? Hey honey Saturday high Even though it's

There's enough of us here To make a go at the money If your intentions are clear enough There's nobody watchin' I have seen all the blacktop boys Running through the streets tonight They're chasing down all the west side girls Jumpin' turnstiles for