everybody wants you, everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

I'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans, that's my man

my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand, taking mine, but it's promised to another

there's an ache in you put there by the ache in me

if our love died young, I can't bear witness

tell me, when did your winning smile begin to look like a smirk? when did all our lessons start to look like weapons pointed at my deepest hurt?

writing letters addressed to the fire

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky, now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life

"this dorm was once a madhouse", I made a joke, "well, it's made for me"

if I didn't know better, I'd think you were still around

good thing my daddy made me get a boating license when I was fifteen and I've cleaned enough houses to know how to cover up a scene

if I can't relate to you anymore then who am I related to?

you know that my train can take you home, anywhere else is hollow

after giving you the best I had, tell me what to give after that

I couldn't be sure, I had a feeling so peculiar this pain wouldn't be for evermore

never be so kind you forget to be clever