I was staring at the sky
just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on,
or something like that
I was having a sweet fix
of a daydream of a girl
Whose reality i knew,
was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope
began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that
my chances were
approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near,
so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird,
but it was just a paper bag
*chorus*
Hunger hurts,
and I want her so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess she don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are
too shaky to hold
hunger hurts,
but starving works
When it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today,
Looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said she couldn't stay,
wouldn't put her lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good,
don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void"
She said "It's all in your head",
and I said "So's everything"
But she didn't get it
I thought she was a woman
But she was just a little girl
*chorus*
Hunger hurts,
and I want her so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess she don't wanna clean up
I got to fold cuz these hands are
too shaky to hold
hunger hurts,
but starving works
When it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts,
but I want her so bad, oh it kills
Cuz I know I'm a mess she don't wanna clean up
I got to fold becuz these hands are just too shaky to hold
hunger hurts, but starving works
When it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts,
but i want her so bad oh it kills
Cuz i know i'm a mess she don't wanna clean up
i got to fold becuz these hands are just too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts,
but starving - it works,
When it cost too much to love.
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Friday, October 8, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
lyrics that speak to me
Regina Spektor - "On the Radio"
This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again
On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep
This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again
And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio
(oh oh oh)
On the radio
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio
This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again
On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep
This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again
And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio
(oh oh oh)
On the radio
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio
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