It's time to get down to the heart of the matter. And I think it's about forgiveness?even if you don't love me any more.
No shame, no solution, no remorse, no retribution, just people selling t-shirts.
This year, notoriety got confused with fame, and the devil is down hearted because there is nothing left for him to claim.
We live a protracted adolescence. At some point you must leave the party.
We all know that crap is king, give us dirty laundry.
We're being treated to the wisdom of some puffed up, little fart. Doing exactly what I used to do, pretensions to anarchy and art.
I don't mind doing two or three Eagles songs and playing the drums. I'm not one of those artists who's going to sit here and deny the past.
I've been trying to get down to the heart of the matter but my will gets weak and my thoughts seem to scatter but I think it's about forgiveness... forgiveness, even if you don't love me anymore.
What the head makes cloudy the heart makes clear