"Broken heart don't feel so bad...You ain't got half of what you thought you had..."

Whores by Jane's Addiction

Listen to it LOUD!!! "Give me some more, mother fucker, Need a little more, Goddamn you..."

Way down low where the streets are littered
I find my fun with the freaks and the niggers
I don't want much man give me a little
Or I'm gonna take my chances if I get em
I love them whores they never judge you
What can you say when you're a whore?
They cast that pearl and it don't upset em
They take their chances if they get em
Hear me go off!
Give me some more!
Motherfucker!
Need a little more
Goddamn you!
Give me some more!
Motherfucker!
Give me some more!
You give me breadcrumbs
I'm tired of living the bosses' dream
They'll squeeze you dry man if you let em
Better take your - take your - take your chances
If you get em
Hear me go off!
Give me some more!
Motherfucker!
Need a little more
Goddamn you!
Give me some more!
Motherfucker!
Give me some more

https://youtu.be/nrVnKDXSATI

Saw Red by Sublime

Can't beat the original sublime! "And every day I wonder if it's over, When I wake up, realizing that we hate, and I break down the wall...I saw red, one more sacred lover that I shot dead..."

Every day I love him a little bit more
A little bit more, a little bit more
Every day I love him just a little bit more
And he loves me the same

Every day I love her a little bit more
A little bit more, a little bit more
Every day I love her just a little bit more
And she loves me the same

Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high
It makes no sense at all, 
I saw red, I saw red, I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead

Every day I wake up, just a little bit more
Feelin' like a dog in the yard because it's just how we are

And every day I wonder if it's over,
When I wake up, realizing that we hate, and I break down the wall

You say it's black but I just can't believe you

And if I say it's white say I'm just trying to deceive you

And baby, I'm aware of the high and the low
And I'll be waiting for you in the middle, but I just lack control

Baby if ya wanna get low, baby if ya wanna get high
It makes no sense at all, 
I saw red, I saw red
One more secret lover that I shot dead

Girls don't go crazy, girls don't go crazy, oh girls don't crazy when the men use you

Women hold your men tight, if it makes you feel all right
It's your own life

https://youtu.be/tFWy17DCqBo

Lost Cause By Beck

TRUTH! "Baby you're a lost cause..."

Your sorry eyes cut through the bone
They make it hard to leave you alone
Leave you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause

There's too many people you used to know
They see you coming they see you go
They know your secrets and you know theirs
This town is crazy, nobody cares

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause

I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause

There's a place where you are going
You ain't never been before
No one left to watch your back now
No one standing at your door
That's what you thought love was for

Baby you're lost
Baby you're lost
Baby you're a lost cause

I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of fighting
Fighting for a lost cause

https://youtu.be/x_pFuwmOPF0 

Chloe Dancer by Mother Love Bone

The original and it's live. Another musician gone too soon. "I'm proud to say, and I won't forget, the time spent laying by her side...And a dream like this must die..."

2:30-Crown of Thorns

Chloe don't know better
Chloe just like me, only beautiful
A couple of years of difference
But those lessons never learned
Chloe danced the tables in the french quarter
She always been given so I can't always make her laugh
But I'm proud to say
And I won't forget
Time spent laying by her side
Time spent laying by her side
And a dream like this must die
And dreams like this must die
And dreams like this must die


https://youtu.be/pAF3BksqxZ0

Like a Stone Acoustic version by Chris Cornell

His voice fills me up with sadness because of his suicide. All those houses I will never get to be at again..."In your house, I long to be..."

"And I sat in regret of all the things I've done; For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged. In dreams, until my death, I will wander on"...

On a cobweb afternoon,
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway, I confess
I was lost in the pages of a book full of death;
Reading how we'll die alone.
And if we're good we'll lay to rest,
Anywhere we want to go.

In your house I long to be;
Room by room patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone.

And on my deathbed, I will pray to the gods and the angels,
To a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven;
To a place I recall, I was there so long ago.
The sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me on.

In your house I long to be;
Room by room, patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone.

And on I read until the day was gone;
And I sat in regret of all the things I've done;
For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged.
In dreams, until my death, I will wander on.

In your house I long to be;
Room by room, patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpLQv5xL9Dc

Time by Pink Floyd

"And then one day you find, ten years have got behind you...So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking and racing around to come up behind you again..."

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

Home
Home again
I like to be here
When I can

When I come home
Cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones
Beside the fire

Far away
Across the field
Tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell

https://youtu.be/kyGT4yhJPFE