Loving the Alien

Sometimes I think I’m scared

Sometimes I know

I feel like making love

Sometimes I don’t

I feel like letting go

Maybe not

I feel like giving up

Is all we got

Sometimes is all the time

And never means maybe

Sometimes is all the time

Maybe

And I’m moving on

And I’m moving on (Sometimes I feel alone)

And I’m moving on

And I’m moving on

Sometimes I make believe

When we’re alone

Machines have taken hold

Can you get me to a telephone

It’s just the little things

You used to see

Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be

I never noticed

How lovely were the aliens

Lovely were the aliens

I never noticed

Lovely were the aliens

Lovely were the aliens

From Velvet Revolver’s Loving the Alien