Ill Be

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 suicide 

And I'll be better when I'm older

I'll be the greatest fan of your life



And rain falls angry on the tin roof

As we lie awake in my bed

And you're my survival, you're my living proof

My love is alive, and not dead



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 suicide

And I'll be better when I'm older

I'll be the greatest fan of your life.



And I dropped out, I burned up, I fought my way back from the dead, 

I tuned in, I turned on, remembered the thing that you said.



And I'll be your cryin' shoulder

I'll be love suicide

And I'll be better when I'm older

I'll be the greatest fan of your life



And I'll be your cryin' shoulder

I'll be love 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.