The Sexual Politics Of Me Lyrics & Chords By Chris Lee

Well, it's late, the clouds are turning pink And I don't think these skies will clear But you're tired; you're leaning on the sink I think you want me out of here And I could...read more

The first time, Was the worst time. The second time, Was worse than the first. The last time was a great crime On all things, great and small, But this time is gonna be the...read more

Your skin is so thin That i can see right through And you don't think i can Cause my heart is made of stone And i'm kicking just for hurt And you don't like that hurt It's...read more

Of all the things that I could be doing I'm up hours trying to make something of you I got a new set of strings, not a word to settle on I been causing scenes at an ending I...read more

Delayed like a caesarean baby. i'm owned till i split from this shell. reigned over like mignons and pupils. i barely breathe for myself. so where are your engines. where are your...read more