I am your writer who bleeds indecision
Your lover, your waiter, your saddest addition
Your fighter, your taker, your old patience breaker
Your mover, your shaker
The one who can make you feel like a giant in the morning
And so little by noon
For sure drowning in the sunrise and you froze on the moon
Oh, baby, I'll promise, that I'll never change hell
I'll tell you I will, but I'll still stay the same
And I'll pray to the angels that you'll see the signs
And they'll glow like a warning and shine through the wine
And they'll scream through the ecstasy, and howl through the snow
And I'll hand you my ganja, and off I will go
And then I'll be a memory of your dodgy decisions
Your ex, your old sex, your old weathered tradition
And you'll no longer kiss me, or hate me, or miss me
Or have to defend me, or teach me, or rest me
The one who remind you of stark imperfection
And how when you want to you can change direction
Oh, baby, when I call you, saying that I've changed
Don't believe a word 'cause I'll still be the same
And I'll pray to the angels and beg them to hear me
That despite how I'd like it, that you won't come near me
And I'll dream of the ecstasy
I used to feel from the startling surprise to the sweet slow reveal
And how I understand you, now that I've lost you
And I wanna thank you, for all that it's cost you
For being, the most beautiful part of my life
And for holding me close, and wiping my cheek
And slapping me up when I get too weak
And for touching my skin, and biting my lip
And spitting me out, and breathing me in
And telling me that everything's gonna be alright
So now I guess that it is, baby so good luck
Thank you, and good night
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