We came in spastic, like tameless horses. We left in plastic as numbered corpses.

She’s got a smile that heals me I don’t know why it is But I have to laugh when she reveals me.

We didn’t start the fireIt was always burningSince the world’s been turningWe didn’t start the fireNo we didn’t light itBut we tried to fight it

Critics have said I write without spontaneity, in cold blood. I don’t. I write in hot blood.

I see the winos talking to themselvesAnd I can understand.

Well so, here I am at the end of the roadWhere do I go from here?

They all want your white body, and they await your reply.But, between you and me, and this Staten Island ferry… so do I…

The joy of life is made up of obscure and seemingly mundane victories that gives us our own small satisfactions.

Home can be the Pennsylvania TurnpikeIndiana’s early morning dewHigh up in the hills of CaliforniaHome is just another word for you

The good ole days weren’t always good, and tomorrow ain’t as bad as it seems.

You better believe there will be times in your life when you’ll be feeling like a stumbling fool. So take it from me: you’ll learn more from your accident than anything that you could ever...

I’ve played all kinds of places, laid all kinds of girls.

The happiest times in my life were when my relationships were going well — when I was in love with someone, and someone was loving me. But in my whole life, I haven’t met the...

I’m still dealing with the 21-year-old me. That idealist, that purist, that young, noble, and somewhat foolish guy . . . So I tell them to try to hold on to the way they feel...

We all have a face that we hide away forever,And we take them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone.Some are satin, some are steel, some are silk and some are leather.They’re the faces...

Remember how I found you there alone in your electric chair, I told you dirty jokes until you smiled.

I’ll take my chances… I forgot how nice romance is…I haven’t been there for the longest time…

If I’m crazy then it’s true That it’s all because of you And you wouldn’t want me any other way.

Well we’re waiting here in Allentown,For the Pennsylvania we never found,For the promises our teachers gave,If we worked hard,If we behaved…So the graduations hang on the wall,But they never really helped us at all,No they...

Shades of grey wherever I go The more I find out the less that I know Black and white is how it should be But shades of grey are the colors I see.

I believe that all important matters have to be settled here, not in the clouds somewhere after we kick off

Home is just another word for you.

He ‘ s Got a Way

I’d rather laugh in bed than do it. If I went to a lady of the night, I’d probably pay her to tell me jokes. Would that be perverted?

You can get what you want or you can just get old.

Like a boxer in a title fight, you have to walk in that ring alone.

We didn’t start the fireBut when we are goneWill it still burn on and on and on…

Drank a lot of take home pay.

Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honest is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you.

We might be laughing a bit too loudBut that never hurt no one.

Don’t go changing, to try and please me You never let me down before Don’t imagine you’re too familiar And I don’t see you anymore I wouldn’t leave you in times of trouble We never...

…now as we induldge, in things refined,we hide our hearts, from harder times…

You can walk away from your mistakes.You can turn your back on what you do.Just a little smile is all it takes, and you can have your cake, and eat it too!

She will promise you more Than the Garden of Eden Then she’ll carelessly cut you And laugh while you’re bleeding.

She always says I’m the best friend that she’s ever had… how do you hang up on someone who needs you that bad? ~From ‘Laura’ on The Nylon Curtain

You can speak your mind But not on my time.

You may never understandHow the Stranger is inspired,But he is not always evil,And he is not always wrong.Though you drown in good intentions,You will never quench the fire.You’ll give in to your desireWhen the Stranger...

have a good reason to be scared.

There’s nothing better than good sex. But bad sex? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich is better than bad sex.

And it was darkSo dark at nightAnd we held on to each otherLike brother to brotherWe promised our mothers we’d writeAnd we would all go down together

Some people sleep all alone every nightInstead of taking a lover to bedSome people find that it’s easier to hateThan to wait anymore.

Some folks like to get awayTake a holiday from the neighborhoodHop a flight to Miami BeachOr to HollywoodBut I’m talking a GreyhoundOn the Hudson River LineI’m in a New York state of mind.

I don’t know why I go to extremes.

You may be right I may be crazy But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for.

People in music lie, but they don’t expect you to believe them. People in television actually expect you to believe the lies.

There’s an old man sitting next to meMaking love to his tonic and gin.

No end to sorrow, caused by the same endless fears.

Who was wrong? Who was right?It didn’t matter in the thick of the fight…

Go on and cry in your coffee, but don’t come bitching to me.

I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new, and that is ultimately good for the artist.