Personal Message
                 
 but not forgotten.
   lost.
   lost.

 i'm gonna make it bend and break. say a prayer, but let the good times roll. in  case God doesn't show and i want these words to make things right, but it's the  wrongs that make the words come to life. "who does he think he is?" if that's the  worst you got better punch your fingers back to the keys. one night and one more  time, thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great. he tastes like  you but sweeter. one night, yeah and one more time. thanks for the memories,  thanks for the memories, he tastes like you but sweeter. i'm looking forward to  the future, where my eyesight is going bad. and this crystal ball. it's always  cloudly except for, when you look into the past. one night stand. they say, i  only  think in the form of crunching numbers. in hotel rooms, collecting page six  lovers. get me out of my mind. and get you out of those clothes. i'm a liner away  from getting you into the mood.   )