Hollywood 4-5-92

My revenge against the world

Is to believe everything you say

Balance as you are on a pile of empty bottles

And even when the world has taken

All your defenses away

There's no way that you can be true



I'll believe you



Don't you get sick of party favors

That start with a whimper and end with a whisper

And even when every single one of your gestures is a lie

To me, you always ring true



I'll believe you



The first time the cops came

They were like brand new friends

The second time they came they were a little concerned

They said,