"Valerie"

Well sometimes I go out by myself
 And I look across the water
 And I think of all the things what you're doin'?
 And in my head I paint a picture!

 Well since [bad word] on home,
 Well my body's been a mess.
 I miss your ginger hair,
 And the way you like to dress.

 Won't [bad word] on over?
 Stop making a fool out of me!
 So why don't [bad word] on over, Valerie!

Valerie! [x3]

"Torn"

Why don't [bad word] on over, Valerie
I thought I saw a girl brought to life
She was warm, she came around, she was dignified
Showed me what it was to cry
You couldn't be that girl i adored
You don't seem to know or seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know her anymore

There's nothing left, I used to cry
My conversation [bad word] dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
i'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

You're a little late
I'm already torn (I'm already torn)