Nothing Better

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