NO ONE GETS THE BEST OF ME

Written by Judah Nagler



a fallen eyelash might grant my wish - but what more could i ask for - i have the sight of your face when i wake - and before we fall asleep - i hear the voice of an angel - calling me her true love

they say the rules for fools who rush in - are the same as russian roulette - life, if you choose an empty chamber - or a bullet in the head - and you can say that you won't play - or go shoot something else instead - eighter way, the last thought that you think - will be the first that you forget - but lest the fear of your own life - cause you to live like you'd met death - know love while you still can, fill your lungs - let me hear your quickended breath - sing like you were suicidal - trembling atop the treble clef - to hell with this life, if without - love, let your eyes roll back to heaven

and with such ease we'll shun these needless trepidations - senses suspended as the second hand lingers - from our oceans, as we name every constellation - with the sounds that we make that escape the restraints of words

some will say it's all inside our heads - some say they've seen the light so you'll continue chasing their silhouette

so point the finger at whom you like - or raise your head and curse the sky - it makes no difference - that's why i never could decide - between you and me, girl - you know i'll never choose a side - it's just you and me, girl just you and me


i had a debt with the devil - bet him that i could drink him under the table with shots of holy water - jameson's and jack daniel's - and he said, as we poison our lives - let us drink unto your health - no one gets the best of me - i keep that part to myself

and if i dream so many sweet dreams - my brains burns itself a cavity - or if my posture's compromised by more than time's IV drip gravity - i will say that i once had - while others moan they still don't have any - and i will get it all back again - in the next cycle of my depravity - cos my poverty means nothing - when death's writing its blank checks to me - and though i could drive off this cliff - or wish my name had been vasectomy - life's accident others slow down - and vainly strain their necks to see - while i push my pedal to the ground - and fly past them all in ecstasy

yeah, some say that this life ain't the only one we get - i once claimed that i'd found myself when i'd only been chasing my own silhouette

so point the finger at whom you like - or raise your head and curse the sky - it makes no difference - that's why i never could decide - between you and me, girl - you know i'll never choose a side - it's just you and me, girl it's you and me

i could never love any other - no one could ever take your place - we may be be different people, but i give you every piece of me - so if you traded my love in search of more - someone might remain to fill up space - but there'd be nothing left - we are one


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