Bad Is Beautiful

It's getting to the point
Where i no longer know
Exactly what i want or need
A new disaster threatens
Every day that i stay here with you
Trying to start a fire
Where there used to be a fire burning
Here in the ashes of my heart
And all you really need
Is that i give you everything
I used to give you
Back when giving everything was easy
Yesterday i loved you
Now i'm trying to start a fire
Where there used to be a fire burning
Here in the ashes of my heart

I'm sick and tired
Of being sick and tired
We both admit we're losing hope
I love you but i don't suppose
It really makes a difference if i say

It's getting to the point
Where i now disregard the feelings
That you share
I know that you deserve much better
Than this fumbling cartoon character
Trying to start a fire
Where there used to be a fire burning
Here in the ashes of heart

I'm sick and tired
Of being sick and tired
We both admit we're losing hope
I love you but i don't suppose
It really makes a difference if i say

I don't know what to feel now
There's nothing left that's real now
Tell me -
We fell in love together
Spent so many years together
Why must we fall out of love alone?

It's getting to the point
Where i no longer know
Exactly what i want or need
This hurricane's inside me
And i'm sorry but i can't go on
Trying to start a fire
Where there used to be a fire burning
Here in the ashes of my heart

I'm sick and tired
Of being sick and tired
So damn sick of all this

I was born too late to play in the rolling stones
I don't know jimmy page, i never met yoko ono
Standing with a strat, i'm rock and roll's bastard son
Go out, get drunk, get laid, have fun
I don't got a million dollars, don't drive a cadillac
Gimme half a chance, 'cause i'm not dead yet
(chorus)
I'm not dead yet - not dead yet
I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back
You'd better get a bigger gun, i'm not dead yet

I been machine-gunned, hand-gunned, hijacked, left for dead
Divebombed, napalmed, nuclear warheaded
Dropped from a jet plane with no parachute
Shot by a firing squad and raped by a business suit
I'm dancing on a landmine, one leg left
But i can still crawl and i'm not dead yet

Chorus

Well, you're bigger, tougher, meaner, rougher
Dirtier and uglier and sneakier and trickier
You wanna shoot me with a gun, cut me with a knife
Take your bare hands and rip out my eyes
You kicked me in the balls and bit me in the neck
Hit me again, 'cause i'm not dead yet

Chorus

Well there's a mugger in the alley, there's a sniper in the hall
There's a girl at the bar wants to get me by the balls
The hangman is hanging if i autograph the noose
And lee harvey oswald's brother's on the loose
There's a mafia hitman with a bullet for my back
Someday he's gonna get me, but i'm not dead yet

I'm not dead yet - not dead yet
I'm a wild card waiting in the middle of the deck
You'd better get a bigger gun, i'm not dead yet

Chorus

(ralph covert - waterdog music / ascap)
A bed and a chair
An empty box on the stair
A smile in the mirror
As she picks up the phone
A place of her own
She calls me to say
She moved in today
If i'm doing nothing
She's got somewhere to go
A place of her own

And home is more than a pillow on the floor
It's more than four walls and a doorway
It's your space to grow

I drop by at eight
With chinese food in a bag
She says the walls need painting
Then laughs and pulls me close
A place of her own

And home is more than a pillow on the floor
It's more than four walls and a doorway
It's your space to grow

A place of her own

She smiles like richard nixon
Walks like bridgette bardot
And i love her, but i can't trust her
Want her, can't let her know
And she comes
Dressed up in beat-up leather
Like a soft edged vision in black
And she runs up
Throws her arms around me
As if she knew i wanted her back
And she says
"how could you leave without me?"
She forgets she left before i did
Then she smiles like richard nixon

Saturday night i stayed home waiting
Sunday i thought she might call
I don't go out, i don't go nowhere
I'm like a statue by my telephone
Maybe she's looking for my number
Maybe she's looking for it everywhere
She could break this spell i'm under
I could come to life if i knew she cared

I don't go out, i don't go nowhere
I'm like a statue by my telephone
I stay at home, i don't do nothing
I keep on thinking she might call
I'm like a statue by my phone

Sunday night i'm feeling lonely
Feel my heart as it turns to stone
She could be my one and only
But all i ever hear is my dial tone

I don't go out, i don't go nowhere
I'm like a statue by my telephone
I stay at home, i don't do nothing
I keep on thinking she might call
I'm like a statue by my phone

I keep on thinking she might call
I'm like a statue by my phone

Jennifer is laughing at my same old stupid jokes
It's the first time that i've seen her since it all went up in smoke
Her hair is longer, her eyes are sadder, her smile is just the same
It's funny how we sit here as if nothing's really changed

'cause old lovers never fade away
They haunt you and they hint at things
That never could have been

Like faces in picasso's notebook, visions that have lost their shape

She acts a little jealous, 'cause my life is going well
But we talk around the danger zones, we know more than we tell

'cause old habits burn into your mind
They taunt you and they trick you
And they twist your sense of time

Like faces in picasso's notebook, visions that have lost their shape
Faces in picasso's notebook, lovers who have lost their way

And isn't it strange how we feel so close
Now that there's no love to bind us?
And isn't it strange how your heart keeps a hope burning?

So we sit together, have a drink to all that might have been
And drift into our separate lives - i guess that's how these things end

Like faces in picasso's notebook, visions that have lost their shape
Faces in picasso's notebook, lovers who have lost their way

Lovers who have lost their way