I Don't Want To Discount

Playing The Drums Hurts My Back.

No Shame, No Solution, No Remorse, No Retribution, Just People Selling T-shirts.

How Can Love Survive In Such A Graceless Age? The Trust And Self Assurance That Lead To Happiness, They're The Very Things We Kill.

So Much Time Weeping And Wailing And Shaking Our Fists, Creating Enemies That Really Don't Exist.

I'm Not Easy To Live With And I Know That It's True. However, You're No Picnic Either, Babe, And That's One Of The Things I Liked About You.