Living What’s that like? And have I ever done it right? If I was dead and cold tonight Who would mind? Waiting All my life

You’re not much younger than my mumAnd every man, you claim, will comeWhen you perform on top of himAll windows closed and lights all dimYou’re

I’m rather smart I wish I wasn’t It plays a part In how I feel And how I deal With this dark heart And all

Live on, pretend we never met I should be easy to forget You’re not the first to shun my love I understand I’m not enough

Sign here to make me kiss you And here to hold my hand Confirm you’ll use a tissue And specify the brand Please state your

There comes a point when I retreat With all the things you promised It hurts me to admit defeat But I’m just being honest You

Another dream about you Doing situps on my lap Kissing me each time you’re up Kind of peaceful And it would seem what we do

I’m not your lover who Can come and go all night Maybe a round or two That’s what I do alright I’m not your hardcore

You were cute and classy But a brute and sassy Hoped that you’d undress me And you did It took time to tame you Thought

Life is waiting, life is longing Sometimes hating, sometimes wronging Sometimes loving, sometimes bliss Life is but a mix of this Life is dreaming, life