10 Stories

When was the first time
 I walked a mile
 to be the first one
 to see you smile?
 When was the first time
 that we made love
 to each other with open eyes?
 Close your eyes girl.
 I'd like to think that you've given me everything I need.
 When was the first time
 you saw me fall a mile,
 just to make you
 shut your eyes?
 So will you stand
 under my growing shadow
 and try to break my fall?
 Or will you stand
 in a crowd with your head
 buried in your hands to watch me?
 Watch me now.
 Watch me fall 10 stories.
 Oh baby shake shake at the knees.
 Watch me kiss the concrete.
 Oh baby scream in disbelief / baby twist and shout an agony.
 Because the last time
 I couldn't stand to see
 your head buried
 in your hands.
 This is the last thing
 you want me to say,
 but let me make
 something perfectly clear.
 I'd rather give up
 and jump than give
 into the thought of
 killing you again.