Saturday, September 17, 2005

:: A song for a special someone. ::

I can be, anything
that you want me to be -
A punching bag, a piece of string
that reminds you not to think

They found a note down in your car
And it's not your fault it gets this hard,
gets this hard...

Hold your head high,
don't look down-
i'm by your side;
..won't back down

You wanted a hero tonight,
well i'm not made of steel,
i'm not made of steel-
but your secret's safe with me.

I can be, anything
That you want me to be
A holy cross, some sympathy
That reminds you not to bleed

They found a note down in your car
You climbed up here to fall apart,
Fall apart -

Hold your head high,
Don't look down -
i'm by your side,
...won't back down.

You wanted a hero tonight,
Well i'm not made of steel.
I'm not made of steel...

but your secret's safe with me.

They knock you down....
...i'll pick you up.

They laugh at you -
i'll shut them up.

...but i'm not made of steel,
i'm not made of steel...

...but your secret's safe with me

Hold your head high - don't look down
I'm by your side, won't back down.

You wanted a hero tonight.....

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spoken. at 2:13 PM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."