Good Charlotte Lyrics
Good Charlotte Lyrics
"My Old Man Lyrics"
Up from the skies Lyrics
Tell me everything I just want to talk to you I won't do you no harm I just want to know about your different lives On this is here people farm I hear
Tell me everything I just want to talk to you I won't do you no harm I just want to know about your different lives On this is here people farm I hear
I Don't know too much about too much of my old man
I know he walked right out the door, we never saw him again
Last I heard he was at the bar, doin' himself in
I know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from him
This is the story of my old man
Just like his father before him
I'm tellin' you, do anything you can
Your face so beautiful it makes me cry I was not thinking I would get this high But here I am mesmerized Life gets heavy but bright Deeper blue, crys
Like them
Monday he woke up and hated life
Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
Thursday through Saturday he lost everything
Woke up on Sunday, miserable again
I remember baseball games and workin' on the car
Told me that he loved me and that I would go far
Showed me
Still Life Lyrics
Its the way that you repair the broken parts Its the way that you assemble and its wondering that keep the stops and starts Oh, this still life has its v
how to work hard and stick up for myselfIts the way that you repair the broken parts Its the way that you assemble and its wondering that keep the stops and starts Oh, this still life has its v
Wish it wasn't too hard to listen to himself
This is the story of my old man
Just like his father before him
I'm tellin' you, do anything you can
So you don't end up just like them
Like them
Monday he woke up and hated life
Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
No Resurrection Lyrics
You depend on the power of your soul, Alone in the darkness turning to trash The world falls down on you Everything is black, Your inner flame no longer burnin
Thursday through Saturday he lost everythingYou depend on the power of your soul, Alone in the darkness turning to trash The world falls down on you Everything is black, Your inner flame no longer burnin
Woke up on Sunday, miserable again
Again
Again
Again
Someday he'll wish that he made things right (made things right)
Long for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)
Remember the days he had everything (everything)
Now he's alone and miserable again