[Verse 1]
Sugar you make me feel so bad
But I keep on going back
Maybe because my world is so small
And I could have had it all
Sugar I have to stop
You make my heart speed...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
The highest paid piece of ass.
You know it's not gonna last.
Those magazines end up in the trash., yeah
What's the big idea, none of that stuff is even real.
Wanna know how they r...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
In a swerve on a curve
See an opossum through the glass
I'm dizzy in the back
Can you please tell me where I'm at
Taxicab, going so fast
Take me back, taxicab
Let up on the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
Everybody gets down sometimes
You get happy with a sugar buzz
White chocolate is your favorite drug
I go underneath the covers
There are things I do not understand
When I reach out...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
You were gonna let me go
No guts to tell me yourself
Go ahead and rub my nose in it
You can't fire me because I quit
You make me feel invisible
Well, surely you see me now
Strecth...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
Coming to the edge of nowhere
Daydreaming of unconsciousness
The closer that I get
The further I am gone
The horizon is steadier than steal
Where the world ends and the sun...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
You want your mother
She is your heroin
Your daddy didn't love you
You're breaking things again
You don't want to love
You want to fight
You don't want to do it
You're too uptight...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
I broke down on 14th street, I could have been blind
And you could have been anywhere in the world but I saw you in my mind
In flashing colors in the middle of the night
Don't they...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
Up above the floor so high.
A reflection in his eye.
Fell in love again last night.
Had a chance but I got stage-fright.
Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh
I can't dance in front of you.
I ne...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield
Now your standards change with poverty
Certain things become luxuries
So drive yourself down to the pawn shop
There's nothing to cry about
There are thousands of guitars all...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Juliana Hatfield