Oh eyes so golden blue,
Looks to me with razors holding down the people in our town
You were a flavor we all hope to forget,
So vile and beautiful;
We don't know what picked us up;
Are broken hearts mended over time or are they replaced?
Her lips tell me what I want to hear,
And her body language is telling me it's time to jump off this building;
She says "just spend your arms love, and love will take you away"
I would dedicate my body as a memorial to the ground a thousand feet below me just to see if you'll be there to catch me,
How did I end up in your arms?
If you keep your word then we are going down together,
Make no mistake; your pretty little dreamer today has all the choices to make with only two rounds left;
So who will it be?
I'm sick of all the lies I've been told,
We jumped into this feet first, (it was only wet cement)
Are we leaving our marks or will we stick to the base we founded this city on?
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