(Words cannot describe how
screwed I am...)
``Doesn't Remind Me´´
I walk the streets of Japan `til I get lost
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan, carrying a cross
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred, that I've dropped
I won't lie no more, you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred, that I've dropped
I won't lie no more, you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need--
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So discretely
We won't look back
[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred, that I've dropped
I won't lie no more, you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need--
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
I walk the streets of Japan `til I get lost
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan, carrying a cross
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred, that I've dropped
I won't lie no more, you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred, that I've dropped
I won't lie no more, you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need--
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So discretely
We won't look back
[Chorus]
The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred, that I've dropped
I won't lie no more, you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need--
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
`Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
[Phoenix]
(Two women with whips...
That's my cue to shut up and
act like a good boy...)
(Two women with whips...
That's my cue to shut up and
act like a good boy...)
