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    The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
    Stop me and steal my breath
    And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
    Never revealing their depth

    And 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's suicide
    I'll be better when I'm older
    I'll be the greatest fan of your life

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    And rain falls angry on the tin roof as we lie awake in my bed
    You're my survival, you're my living proof
    That my love is alive and not dead
    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's suicide
    And I'll be better when I'm older
    I'll be the greatest fan of your life

    And I've dropped out
    I've burned up
    I've fought my way back from the dead
    Tuned in, turned on
    Remembered the thing that you said

    And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
    I'll be love's suicide
    And I'll be better when I'm older
    I'll be the greatest fan of your life
    The greatest fan of your life

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    Composición: Tommee Profitt

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