John T. Wurzer - Desperate Measures Lyrics

Blank thoughts and have nots
Red eyes and tired refrains
Long hair and a blank stare
Dirty water won't run down the drains
Drowning in data I'm sure that you made
A few promises you'll never keep
Struck twice by lighting it gets kind of frightening
When you try but you just cannot sleep
Somewhere out there there's a fireball of passion and heat
But right now the same old plow is keeping me taped to the street

Alone with a warped sense of pleasure
Half buried like some kind of treasure
It's time for a desperate measure
I'm here at your feet

A new start a lost art
A quick vacant smile at the wall
Fresh lines and road signs
That are leading you no where at all
As you sit in the chair while my canvas is bare
I start searching for places to touch
With your back to my face you keep changing the pace
I keep up cause I love you so much
Blame me or tame me
Just find a way home I'll believe
It's the last chance a slow dance
Just rest your head here on my sleeve

Alone with a warped sense of pleasure
Half buried like some kind of treasure
It's time for a desperate measure
Maybe I'll breathe

All alone with a warped sense of pleasure
Half buried like some kind of treasure
It's time for a desperate measure
Maybe I'll breathe