Wednesday, October 28, 2009

I'll Be,

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. And I'll be your cryin' shoulder. I'll be love suicide. And I'll be better when I'm older. I'll be the greatest fan of your life.
And I dropped out, I burned up, I fought my way back from the dead, .I tuned in, I turned on, remembered the thing that you said.

I will always be the greatest fan of your life.

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