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Sunday, March 8, 2009

These Days

Misery likes company, I like the way that soundsI've been trying to find the meaning, so I can write it downStaring out the window, it's such a long way downI'd like to jump, but I'm afraid to hit the groundI can't write a love song the way I feel todayI can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to sayLife is feeling kind of strange, since you went awayI sing this song to you were ever you areAs my guitar lies bleeding in my armsI'm tired of watching TV, it makes me want to screamOutside the world is burning, man it's so hard to believeEach day you know you're dying from the cradle to the graveI get so numb sometimes, that I can't feel the painI can't write a love song the way I feel todayI can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to sayLife is feeling kind of strange, since you went awayI sing this song to you and everyone,As my guitar lies bleeding in my armsStaring at the paper, I don't know what to writeI'll have my last cigarette-well, turn out the lightsMaybe tomorrow I'll feel a different wayBut here is my delusion, I don't know what to sayI can't write a love song the way I feel todayI can't sing no song of hope, I got nothing to sayAnd I can't fight the feelings, that are burning in my veinsI send this song to wherever you areAs my guitar lies bleeding…I can't write a love song the way I feel todayI can't sing no song of hope, there's no one left to saveAnd I can't fight the feelings, buried in my brainsI send this song to you and everyoneAs my guitar lies bleeding in my armsAs my guitar lies bleeding in my arms

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