I’ll be the one who stands beside you in the photograph I’ll be the one that’s in your water when you want me there I’ll be the one you’re falling over every time you laugh and you say Shut up, shut up, every time I say I’ll be the one who keeps you guessing, who swears a lot I’ll be the one that let your colour in the white wash You’ll be the one that knocks the man out I was beating up and you say Shut up, shut up, every time I say it And you cut my face, I told you so I’d tear my eyes out for you Tonight, we throw ourselves away And we make it every time When I thought I was ok You said I was alright As the night comes crashing down We catch ourselves a line Yeah we’re only makin’ out If we make it out alright
(Cause you can’t be caught red-handed) Oh my god, what have I done? (If you’re not red-handed) Now my darling, put your clothes back on (I would never say those words to you) Oh my god, what have I done? (I was pulling out my heart so I could pin it to my sleeve) Now my darling put your clothes back on. (On display for you to see, I’m on display)
I am reaching for the phone. To call at 7:03 & on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home… but I know it’s too late, I should have given you a reason to stay
& she combed your hair & she kissed your teeth & she made you better than you’d been before. She told you bad things. You wished you could change in the lazy summer.
