The first thing I remember you were walking away

You were singing something gentle in the fade

The next thing I remember I nearly pushed you off the stage

I pretended not to be afraid



I played the fool

I played the drowning man

I will play your heroine

I know the rules

You wrote them on my veins

I will play your heroine



I'm calling from the border of another nameless state

I am sitting on the steps of our mistake

I will bring you postcards of everything that's gray

I will draw your smile on my slate



I said I loved you

I said I needed you but baby I was wrong

Well that was Sunday

And now it's Wednesday and I'm feeling strong



Memory's a lover trying to tell you that she's late

Memory's a silent second take

She will drink the poison if you put it in your cup

She will touch your eyes and never stop