You stole my heart, I stole your record.
There is no justification for what I'm doing.
The diligence is due when time is constrained.
I'm just looking to atone for my past mistakes.
Scratched my name on the guest list.
You know that I'm worth waiting for.
Slouching toward a master bedroom.
Heels over head till death do us part.
Chorus: On again. Off again.
Music is the language of the soul.
After the gig, I snagged the meticulous setlist.
You're only in this venue because of me, right?
Pursuing autographs, I'm not passive aggressive.
It's unremarkable, how after awhile we lay claim.
Oak and iron bound.
The sickness of love.
It's just the way you look tonight.
Repeat Chorus (x2)
Imprisoned by Billboard Charts.
I'll pay off the label, I'll set you free.
You're my muse, a self-administered drug.
An informal act in the seediest part of town.
Come away with me.
On a boat against the current.
There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Survival doesn't equate commercial value.
Created: Jan 12, 2012maltesefalcon Document Media