The strands in your eyes...
That color them wonderful.
Stop me...and steal my breath.
Emeralds from mountains...
Thrust towards the sky.
Never revealing their depth.
Tell me...that we belong together.
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I’ll be...captivated.
I’ll hang from your lips.
Instead of the gallows of heartache...
that hang from above.
I’ll be...your cryin shoulder.
I’ll be...love suicide.
I’ll be...better when I’m older.
I’ll be...the greatest fan of your life.
Rain falls...angry on the tin roof.
As we lie awake in my bed.
You’re my survival,
You’re my living proof.
My love is alive and not dead.
Tell me that we belong together.
Dress it up with the trappings of love.
I’ll be...captivated.
I’ll hang from your lips.
Instead of the gallows of heartache...
Then hangs from above.
I’ll be...your cryin shoulder.
I’ll be...love suicide.
I’ll be...better when I’m older.
I’ll be...the greatest fan of your life.
I’ve dropped out…burned up.
Fought my way back from the dead.
Tuned in...turned on.
Remembered the thing you said.
I’ll be...your cryin shoulder.
I’ll be...love suicide.
I’ll be...better when I’m older.
I’ll be...the greatest fan of your life.
