Things Like You Lyrics

Sometimes I hear the ticking of the clock

Like a ball peen hammer on my brain. Stop.

Ain't it strange when your dreams disappear

Into the fog of year upon year upon year?

Danger is an aphrodisiac

A little substitute for the things that we lack

Ain't it strange at the end of the road

Even your dreams become a heavy load?

Marlboros and Jim Beam

Pretty little pills and busted dreams

Dangerous and childish schemes

I surround myself with these foolish things…

Things like you

You stomped your boots on the neck of my heart

Slit the wrists of my soul in the dark

You fed the truth as you think it should be

But it sure looks like a lie to me

Marlboros and Jim Beam

Pretty little pills and busted dreams

Dangerous and childish schemes

I surround myself with these foolish things…

Things like you