Ain't turning back, it's my time to fly Too many decisions and not enough time But I always did like the thrill of living in the unknown So pucker up,
Hell of an angel skin that shines like pearl Eyes that make your soul bleed Innocent and sweet, your friends surely agree Like candy she's a real treat
Oh, one, two, three The nights are long and the days roll into each other In the City of Angels I can't get no sleep I wish that I was sippin' coffee
Brothers, sisters The war is coming so you better stand strong Brothers, sisters If peace was in this war it would have already gunned you down I get
Why don't you just try to see it all my way? 'Cause I'm really not liking what you have to say You think you know it all, you think that I won't change
Mary Jayne, I'm gettin' so fed up with all the shit That everyone keeps handing me Mary Jayne, whisper in my ears 'Cause you're the one that truly understands
Standing there with that killer stare and a body that won't quit She said, "I don't want a little piece of your love, so give me all of it" And before
The face of doubt, stuck in a drought Thirty miles shy of the pouring rain I got the peddle stuck to the floor Constant right turns driving me insane
Sitting in a dark, cramped basement Watchin' the sun go down behind the shades And we all try to find a way out Realizing there is much more to today
Now I'm still standing here Awkward and unaware As you scream the topic's closed Slam down the telephone But you swear that you still care Now I'm still
She's the kind of girl you bring home to your mother She looks good in blue jeans even better under covers She's a devil in bed between the sheets, ask
Hell of an angel Skin that shines like pearl Eyes that make your soul bleed Innocent and sweet Your friends surely agree Like candy she's a real
The nights are long And the days roll into each other In the City of Angels I can't get no sleep I wish that I was sippin' coffee in your kitchen
I'm still standing here, awkward and unaware As you scream the topic's closed, and slam down the telephone You swear that you still care But I'm still
M.J. I'm gettin' so fed up with all the shit that everyone keeps handing me M.J. whisper in my ears 'cause you're the one that truly understands me
Brothers, sisters The war is coming so you better stand strong Brothers, sisters If peace was in this war if would have already gunned you down I
The face of doubt Stuck in a drought Thirty miles shy of the pouring rain I got the peddle stuck to the floor Constant right turns driving me insane
