Mar 01, 2005 01:03
I want to tell you, I want to breathe it into you so you know, you look in my eyes, and I know you know...I know you do...but when you sleep I look at you and wish I knew everything, every little detail, so I could make it better, so I could comfort you and wipe that lonely tear...and you sleep some more...all I can think about is this stupid song and it plays over and over and over again...we're pretending I'm amazing huh? I hope this never ends...our history is crazy, I want to find that weak spot, I run my fingers across your waist line...but you just lay there, sleeping, dreaming...I want you to love me, I want you to fall so bad...but mostly I want to whisper "I love you" so even if only in your dreams you know...I do...you know I do...
How am I supposed to breathe?
I try to relax. I touch your still frame
So I can watch you closer
And study the ways I believe I belong to you
I scratch at your waist line... your doll hair
I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
So I make you my religion, my collision, an escape goat
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
[Chorus]
Can you pretend I'm amazing?
I can pretend I'm amazing...
Instead of what we both know
I cut to the punch line baby
Can you pretend I'm amazing
Instead of what we both know
Now our history is for sale
And for that I apoligize
You see you're my only know how
The study of when I believe I belonged to you
You see I've made you into something delicious,
My sweet ghost
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
[Chorus]
I'm so sorry