I left your voice on my machine
just to have you close to me.
Was that a foolish thing to do?
You didn't have a lot to say,
but what's the difference anyway?
It's not what you say but when you do
those stupid little things you do.
I went to church on Saturday
to catch a holy matinee,
but Jesus isn't working here today.
For sanctuary I'm a whore.
I found myself at your front door
just hoping to hear you say
"I miss you; won't you stay...
With me, and hold me close till I can no longer breath
until you let me go.
And you, you can break my heart in two
if that's what you need to do.
I ran my fingers through your hair,
I should've kissed you then and there;
but my heart, the mind betrays.
God, it breaks me when she smiles
and leaves me strung out like this for miles
if just to say,
"I love you. Is that O.K....
With you, and we might be the two
that make the movies jealous.
But me, you might break my heart in three,
but we'll just have to wait and see.
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