I'm sick of seeing you cry And wasting all your time On someone who will never care enough To make you feel loved To make you feel safe I would drop my life to take his place
To show you just how good Being touched could be Commit these words to memory For when you find yourself Pinned under his demands I am still an option that you have
So carry me around Like a picture in your purse Pull me out when things are at their worst
You can show up at my house
Completely unannounced We'll have that movie kiss we talked about
Where there are no words Just a soft and gentle score Our ears will ring from all the strings
We'll let the screen go black And watch the credits run And see the names of every one
Who we ever met And who we ever missed Each one had a role in this
It's just another film that won't get made I'm sick of seeing you cry
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