Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy: "I would by no means suspend any pleasure of yours."

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong But tonight you're on my mind so you never know When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun And much too blind to see the damage he's done Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever learn Oh lover, you should've come over 'Cause it's not too late Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever Well maybe i'm just too young To keep good love from going wrong Oh... lover, you should've come over 'Cause it's not too late Well I feel too young to hold on And i'm much too old to break free and run Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done Sweet lover, you should've come over Oh, love well i'm waiting for you Lover, you should've come over 'Cause it's not too late

The King's crossing was the main attraction Dominoes falling in a chain reaction The scraping subject ruled by fear told me Whiskey works better than beer The judge is on vinyl, decisions are final And nobody gets a reprieve And every wave is tidal If you hang around you're going to get wet I can't prepare for death any more than I already have All you can do now is watch the shells The game looks easy that's why it sells Frustrated fireworks inside your head Are going to stand and deliver dark instead The method acting that pays my bills Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills I got a heavy metal mouth, it hurls obscenity And I get my check from the trash treasury Because I took my own insides out It don't matter cause I have no sex life And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife I've seen the movie And I know what happens It's Christmas time And the needles on the tree A skinny Santa is bringing something to me His voice is overwhelming But his speech is slurred And I only understand every other word Open your parachute and grab your gun Falling down like an omen, a setting sun Read the part and return at five It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive But I don't care if I fuck up I'm going on a date With a rich wife lady Ain't life great? Gi'me one good reason not to do it (Because we love you) So do it This is the place where time reverses And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses Instruments shine on a silver tray Don't let me get carried away Don't let me get carried away Don't let me be carried away