Will someone please call a surgeon who can crack my ribs
and repair this broken heart that you`re deserting for better company?
I can`t accept that it`s over: I will block the door
like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter
of a tied-game of rivalry
So just say how to make it right
and I swear I`ll do my best to comply
Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
then making you my bride and slowly growing old together
I feel I must interject here, you`re getting carried away,
feeling sorry for youself with these revisions and gaps in history.
So let me help you remember. I`ve made charts
and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I`ve prepared a lecture on why I have to leave
So please back away and let me go
I can`t my darling I love you so...
Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
don`t you feed me lines about some idealistic future
your heart won`t heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
I admit that I have made mistakes
and I swear I`ll never wrong you again
you`ve got a lure I can`t deny,
but you`ve had your chance so say goodbye
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