Cars Move Slowly Down

Where You Walk

And The Cool Blue Cars

Where The World Gets Old

And I Hear Their Lies

Blowing Through My Teeth

And At My Back

I Can Feel You Breathe



Talk Is Cheap Like

When Money Talks

And You Sound Too Much

Like You've Seen It All

And I Fall Down Drunk

With My Eyes So Tired

On My Clean White Sheets

And My Eyes Go Blind



And I Hurt To Be You

And I Hurt To Be You

There For No One

There For Change

No Good Reason

No One Came

Half A Life



Cars Move Slowly Down

Where You Walk

And The Cool Blue Cars

Where The World Gets Old

And I Hear Their Lies

Blowing Through My Teeth

And At My Back

I Can Feel You Breathe



And I Hurt To Be You

And I Hurt To Be You

There For No One

There For Change

No Good Reason

No One Came

Half A Life