Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole.
Dreams they come and go, but thoughts like love will always grow.
I know you're looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks, but there ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding at the bottom of a Cracker Jack Box.
I was cold and you were fire, and I never knew how the pyre could be burning on the edge of an ice field.
If you push me, I'll shove, I'm masculine. When she wants to play rough, I'm masculine.
I'm asthmatic. I was a lot bigger back then, and I still get winded on stage today. But I've learned how to pace it now. I have musical breaks in there.