Hey I Know There's More To This...


But I Bought You A Newspaper Every Sunday


At The End Just A Huge Pile Of Yellowed


Sunday Telegraphs On The Windowpane





We Sang Three Blind Mice Together:


"three Blind Mice, Three Blind Mice


Running Across The Farmer's House.."





You Know Well


Just Never Tell


If Someone's Got A Secret Hell





Now You


You Should Be Breakin' Me


Sometimes I Lose My Head


I Don't Know Nothing


You Should Be Breaking Me


Instead You Let Me Hide Behind Your Back





What Goes Around


Will Come Back Down


Can Someone Get It Out Of Town





I'm In This State


Kinda Late


But Tell Me, Don't It Look Just Great?





You


You Should Be Haunting Me


Some Drift Get Twisted Before I Even Touch 'em


You Should Be Scaring Me


But Don't I Only Scare Myself?





So Don't I Only Scare Myself? (x5