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catch me
I'm lying in this hospital bed
Sharks swimming laps in my head
And I'm wondering if these tiny threads
Can hold me down.
Yeah, there's a lot of ways to leave this world
But only one way to get back to you, girl
Please catch me.
I've been a son of a bitch for
years
And dealt you more than your share of tears
I could have made a goddamn career
Out of bringing you down.
But now I'm hanging from the back of my knees
And I'm begging you to be there please
To catch me.
At the time, at the time
I couldn't make up my mind
Now that I've fallen behind
I know which way to go.
I've got a monitor just for my
heart
That says I got it wrong right from the start
But there's nothing like some time apart
To bring my temperature down.
But I'm determined to thaw this freeze
And if I swear to be the sweetest disease
Will you catch me?
end.
catch me©2009 by frank caravella