Conceived and reared in New York, domesticated in Southern California. Physician, musician, husband, father and generalized procrastinator, not necessarily in t
so you're going to hitch that ride
nothing i can do i haven't already tried
you live in places i don't recognize
finding comfort in the devil's eyes
there's nothing to it
there's nothing to it
you once said i was a saint
would a saint make light of your pain?
there's nothing to it
all those times i had to lie
all those secrets that i never meant to hide
it's just a testament to gravity
but i will spin that into strength or jealousy
there's nothing to it
there's nothing to it
did you think that i was your friend
when i said i'd stay 'til the end?
there's nothing to it
you set me up for life
with your heart on a filthy sleeve
i mistook your greed for faith in me
did you think that i was your friend
when i said i'd stay til the end?
there's nothing to it
there's nothing to it
you once said i was a saint
would a saint make light of your pain?
there's nothing to it
