Brighterside Songtext
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I finished you and placed you in a frame
Signed you with my unpoetic name
And if the real you starts bleeding through as we whisper our goodbyes
I'll blot your face to dry your painted eyes
I walked down to the brighter side of town
But you're the only optimist I found
On a bar stool, your glass half full
And half gone to your head
While on your sleeves your heart glows neon red
And you're just three blocks beyond the world
Where the sober ones lie sleeping
But here you're sweet sixteen again
Desperate to be kissed
And every night you'll get your wish
So maybe love is real, but not the kind we think we know we feel
It's you go the way you go, and I'll be waiting here
So go your way, and I'll be waiting here
Where the ceiling hovers on its own as the walls cave in around me
And in the ringing silence of the phone I miss the way you laugh
And fall asleep in photographs
Signed you with my unpoetic name
And if the real you starts bleeding through as we whisper our goodbyes
I'll blot your face to dry your painted eyes
I walked down to the brighter side of town
But you're the only optimist I found
On a bar stool, your glass half full
And half gone to your head
While on your sleeves your heart glows neon red
And you're just three blocks beyond the world
Where the sober ones lie sleeping
But here you're sweet sixteen again
Desperate to be kissed
And every night you'll get your wish
So maybe love is real, but not the kind we think we know we feel
It's you go the way you go, and I'll be waiting here
So go your way, and I'll be waiting here
Where the ceiling hovers on its own as the walls cave in around me
And in the ringing silence of the phone I miss the way you laugh
And fall asleep in photographs
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