I thought about how i might owe you And how i might ask of you And who couldn't possibly refuse A marriage proposal and such.. Is it in his kiss? No, thats not the way And you're not listening To a word i say I've been on an allusion kick I've felt nice all over again Then i realize Its dead, and over Get out of it If you dont soon enough Then i realize- I haven't seen anyone Hiding out is what we're doing Pleaseantly bored Simmer away And i apologize Remember the laughter And the innocence? As will i, of course Stalling Its better in the long run Perhaps.. Well i've decided.. That anyone Who would ever even Consider asking me that; Be able to scoop me up In his fingertips And cut me in two Or maybe three- Four, to be safe.. And i will run to ohio And i will run to texas, ill see you in a month And i will paint you blue, to mark the sky To simmer away...