The strands in your eyes
that color them wonderful stop me
and steal my breath
emeralds from mountains that
thrust toward the sky
never revealing their depth
tell methat 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 hangs from above
And i'll be your crying shoulder
i'll be loves suicide
and 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
i tuned in, turned on remembered the things you said
And i'll be your crying shoulder
i'll be loves suicide
and i'll be better when i'm older
i'll be the greatest fan of your life
the greatest the greatest the greatest fan of your life
yeah yeah yeah