By Lisa Loeb, I want to be by myself, sometimes I do
I don't
By Lisa Loeb, Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore?
Do you
By Lisa Loeb, I see the lights move on the ceiling
And I see
By Lisa Loeb, Skeleton boy by the side of the road
He warned me,
By Lisa Loeb, Sorry sir, I stole your money
Sorry sir, I feel but
By Lisa Loeb, Who would steal on Sunday?
Who'd made them believe, make believe?
Who'd
By Lisa Loeb, Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes closed.
Those
By Lisa Loeb, She can't tell me that
All of the love songs have
By Lisa Loeb, It's a bad day
It's a train ride
It's a bad day
You're
By Lisa Loeb, You say, I only hear what I want to
And you
By Lisa Loeb, My friend's got a bruise on his leg
A bruise on
By Lisa Loeb, Waiting for Wednesday, my stomach doesn't hurt enough
Pain always is
By Lisa Loeb, When all the stars were falling
I reached up like you