It’s a tough road to hoe,
As I roll with the flow
You know I want it all, just push me up against the wall
Push your body up to mine; you know I’m ready to blow,
Feel this burning inside my soul
Desire quenched by fire, rising from the dead in the water
now that I’ve escaped from my personal slaughter
For every king needs a lioness
Let’s forget about our loneliness,
Bleeding along the gravel
As we travel (on and on and on)

It’s a tough road to hoe, as we go,
Pumping from the speakers of the radio (pop)
Bleeds from the speakers and fills up the sky,
As we scream dance prance along this high
That we created inside ourselves, from the freedom we’re alive,

Need no one else but you…

It can be- unsettling
To see- a part of yourself
In- someone else
You and I are different, aren’t we? Than the rest,
I can feel my red blood pumping, underneath my chest

If love is evil, than I am a lion
You’ve got me on the floor and I’m dying, crying
If love is evil, than I am a lion
I hate myself for always shying, crying

And I’m lying on the floor and I feel like I’m dying
Douse my sorrows with liquor; call me the lonely lion
Want more, give me more, I need more from you-
Me- all- what we want- need sickness burning
Taste it on your lips with delirious poison
And all the boys and all the girls they all love the lonely lion

I need the dark to see the stars, open up the clouds rain down the light
Even though I can’t see you in the dark, it’s not a vision in the night
I know that it is real; I’m trying so hard to tell you how I feel
But I got lost in the surreal of the dreams that haunt my want for you
of the dreams that haunt but end too soon
in the dreams I hunt my prey to find the beating heart whose lie is true

Rip it off, fast - Get it over with,
Do you even know who you’re dealing with?
With a mane for a crown, I can’t help but love how
I can cut it all down and not feel a thing

Would you love me if I ruled the pride?
Despite my thirst I feel like I’m drowning inside
But burning desire will only get you so far,
You’re a tall glass of water they don’t serve at the bar
Breath of air caressing your ear and behind your gasp you can’t help but laugh,
The only thing that I can hear is the roar of your voice behind your animal half

You and I are different, aren’t we? Than the rest,
Hungry for someone I know could love and save me from myself,
But this hunger is far too much; I wish I wouldn’t wish for more
And I’m finally beginning to learn, that you cannot love without a war

Need no one else but you…

It can be- unsettling
To see- a part of yourself
In- someone else
You and I are different, aren’t we? Than the rest,
I can feel my red blood pumping, underneath my chest

If love is evil, than I am a lion
You’ve got me on the floor and I’m dying, crying
If love is evil, than I am a lion
I hate myself for always shying, crying

And I’m lying on the floor and I feel like I’m dying
Douse my sorrows with liquor; call me the lonely lion
Want more, give me more, I need more from you-
Me- all- what we want- need sickness burning
Taste it on your lips with delirious poison
And all the boys and all the girls they all love the lonely lion

I don’t want all the boys and all the girls,
You know that you and I could rule the world

But the way that I see you as a mirror,
My enemy in my vanity, for a lover or a brother
Or if I had had a sister…

Why must all good things come to an end?
You ate my heart out and now I’m lost without the hand of my friend

Just cut me open and paint me with my blood til I’m a masterpiece
Fast, flash, bare your grin, push me down sink in your teeth

Breathe in the warm stormy breeze

If love is evil, than I am a lion
You’ve got me on the floor and I’m dying, crying
If love is evil, than I am a lion
I hate myself for always shying, crying

And I’m lying on the floor and I feel like I’m dying
Douse my sorrows with liquor; call me the lonely lion
Want more, give me more, I need more from you-
Me- all- what we want- need sickness burning
Taste it on your lips with delirious poison
And all the boys and all the girls they all love the lonely lion

It can be- unsettling
To see- a part of yourself
In- someone else
You and I are different, aren’t we? Than the rest,
I need to see that part of me (in you) for myself

And all the boys and all the girls they all love the lonely lion