Don't Be There
Peelin' off th' dock
Baby got a purple skirt that is polka-dot
Beauty in decay can be the only way when you are not
Wind is blowin' strong
Rainin' in the world
Nothin' but a sag where there used to be a curl
Cloud is comin' on
The weatherman was wrong––it's hot
Kill the referee
I'm callin' off the match
Gimme somethin' real––Babyface will need a peel tonight
Choru
Killers War
what a fool I am
a fool I am for telling you the truth
what a fool you are
a fool you are for lying to yourself
what a day this is
you and I so silently inflamed
what a day this is
your saddened and life worn face
it kills me twice, it kills me twice,
it kills me twice, it kills me twice,
and now I'm watching you
wanting and a wishing that I kept my mouth shut
and now I'm watching you
wanting and a wishing that I kept my mouth shut
that I kept my mouth shut
what a sin I am
that way I show my unconditional love for her
what a sin I am
a sin I am to hurt, I'm here to blame
I drifting in the misery of hindsight
I drifting in the misery of hindsight
I drifting in the misery of hindsight