The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful stop
Me and steal my breath emeralds from mountains that
Thrust toward the sky never revealing their depth 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 hangs from above

And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be loves suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest
Fan of your life

I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the
Dead I tuned in, turned on remembered the things you said

And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be loves suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest
Fan of your life

The greatest the greatest the greatest fan of your life
Yeah yeah yeah