No One Knows My Name

ide stepped land mines
and working class attitudes.
This is a love song…deal with it.
(I will beat my fist against my
chest if only to prevent my heart
from beating for you, this new season
brings with it sings of hope,
you can’t leave me waist high,
wading all alone…) Things
(I know there is some place I can go)
I don’t understand are always
the most interesting. Like zero and
(where no one knows my name)
eraserhead.(I still remember the sound
of your voice, do you think I would
call just to hear you breathe?)
(Just to hear you breathe?)
But some times its just about
feeling good like john Kusac and pop punk.